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A   COLLECTION  OF 


Sacred  Songs,  Hymns,  and  Music, 


FOR  USE  IN  THE 


SABBATH  SCHOOL  PRIMARY  DEPARTMENT. 


EDITORS : 


Tno.  R.  Sweney  and   Wm.  J.  JCirkpatf^jck. 


Philadelphia:    JOHN     J.    HOOD,    1018  Arch  St. 


C«p7ris;ht,  1881,  \>j  Jonif  J.  Umd. 


©I^EFAGE. 


IN  our  former  publications  the  Primary  Department  has  not  been  provided  for  except 
by  the  presence  of  a  few  suitable  pieces  in  each  book.  The  increasing  number  of 
hymns  of  this  class  at  our  command  suggested  the  idea  of  bringing  them  all  together  in 
one  collection.  In  Infant  Praises  this  has  been  accomplished,  and  we  have  also  mtro- 
duced   a   large  number  of   pieces  not   before  published,  all  of   which  we   trust  will    prove 

valuable  to  Primary  Teachers,  and   helpful   in  their  important  work. 

Jno.  R.  Sweney. 

W.  J.   KiRKPATRICK. 


Methods  of  teaching  little  children  to  sing. 

Miss  R.  dwelt  on  the  importance  of  singing  in  a  wor- 
shipful manner;  felt  it  a  hindrance  in  the  accomplishment 
of  good  when  it  was  used  merely  to  fill  in  the  time,  or  to 
make  the  children  appear  to  advantage.  Her  plan  was  to 
dictate  and  teach  one  line  at  a  time,  always  being  careful 
to  explain  the  meaning  of  the  words,  so  that  they  might 
sing  with  the  understanding.  She  always  transposed  the 
music  to  suit  tlie  children's  voices ;  also  taught  a  few  chil- 
dren first,  so  that  they  might  lead  the  others. 

Mr.  B.  had  words  printed  on  board ;  also  had  words 
stenciled  on  muslin  and  attached  to  ordinary  spring  rollers 
and  hung  in  front  of  scholars ;  also  had  a  board  with  mov- 


able type  on  which  two  verses  could  be  arranged  at  once. 

Mrs.  M.  taught  the  children  to  learn  the  air,  humming 
the  tune  after  committing  the  words  to  memory. 

Mrs.  W.,  with  copies  of  hymn  book  in  hands  of  children, 
taught  the  children  before  school. 

A  most  excellent  way  seemed  to  be  to  first  explain  the 
meaning  of  hymn;  then  write  the  words  upon  a  board; 
then  have  tune  played  on  organ ;  then  have  children  place 
the  tune  to  the  words  as  the  teacher  points  to  them,  and 
the  air  is  being  played ;  then  have  teacher  sing  the  piece 
through,  and  the  children  will  be  ready  then  to  join  the 
teacher  in  singing. —  Gleaned  from  papers  read  before  the 
Philadelphia  Primary  Union.  ■ ' 


C«K;tl(lit,  lets;,  bj  John  i.  UoQB. 


(ii) 


We  are  Little  Children. 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Melody  by  Josephine  H.  Swbnby. 


1.  We  are  lit -tie  children,  Learning  how  to  pray,   Sing-ing  in    the  morning.  Sing- ing  all  the    day. 

2.  We  are  lambs  of  Je  -  sus,   Carried  on    his  breast,  Cradled  like  a     bir  -  die     In      its  leaf- y    nest. 

3.  Je  -  sus  loves  the  children  Ten-  der-ly    we  know;   He     is  watching  o'er   us      Ev  -  'ry  where  we  go. 

4.  Ve  -  ry  close  to    Je  -  sus    We  would  like  to  stay,    Ve  -  ry  close  to    Je  -  sus,  Sing-  ing  all  the    day. 


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Vi[[  always  QIad  when  gunday  comes. 


Wm.  J.  KtRKPATRlCK. 


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1.  I'm  always  glad  when 

2.  I'm  always  glad  when 

3.  I'm  always  glad  when 

4.  I'm  always  glad  when  Sunday  comes,  The  res  -  ur-  rec  -  tion      day :       For  they  who  sleep    in 


Sunday  comes,  The  day  our  Fa  -  ther  blessed ;     So  sweet  and    ho  -   ly 
Sunday  comes  To  sing  God's  ten-  der      love>      And  pray  that  he  would 
Sunday  comes  With  lessons  from  his    word,     That  teach  us  how     we 


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Rer.  C.  W.  Ray,  D.  D. 


Lord,  I'each  a  Little  Child. 


Jno.  R.  Swbnky. 


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1.  Lord,  teach  a     lit  -.  tie  child   to  pray,  To  plead  for  mercy     in    thy  name  ;     Oh,  turn  me   not    in 

2.  When  sufiTrera  sought  thee  long  ago,  And  thou  such  wondrous  works  didst  do,  Re-  lief  was  found  for 

3.  Thy  hands  once  held  in  fond   ca-ress  The  lit- tie  children    on   thy  knee;    And    to    thy    bo-soni 


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ev  -  'ry  woe  And  children  were  made  welcome,  too. 
thou  didst  press  The  weak  and  helpless  ones  like  me.  '°  *". 


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Opening  Prayer. 


Mrs.  V.  J.  Kent. 


Lizzis  Edmonston. 


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Mrs.  S.  L.  Oberholtzer. 


Jesus  LoTfes  the  Lambs. 


Jno.  R.  Swknky. 


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tie  chil-  dren,  He  remem  -  bers  all  the  lambs ;  He  will  gath  -  er 
tie  chil-  dren,  In  his  fold  and  pastures  fair  Gent  -  ly  lead  -  ing 
tie  chil- dren,  SufPring  us  to  come  to  him;  In  his  arms  we 
tie  chil- dren  From  the  blasts  of  storm  and  cold,    Ten  -  der-ly       he 


1.  Je  -  sus  loves 

2.  Je  -  sus loves 

3.  Je  -  sus  bless  - 

4.  Je  -  sus  saves 


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and      in- struct  -  ing,  Guard  -  ing      us      with     ten   -    der  care, 
find    pro  -  tec  -   tion,  Though  all  earth   -   ly     love   grows  dim. 
speaks  and   tells       us   That       he     has        a      high  -   er     fold. 

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C<pjri(lit,  1897,  bj  JoMa  J.  H«» 


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says        He  loves,  he  loves  the    lambs. 


O       PrISCIL1,A  J.  OWKNS.  I      WOTlld      bSl  WM.  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 

May  be  sung  by  the  Infant  Class  in  the  usual  way ;  or,  let  four  scholars  sing  each  one  verse  alone  and  the  last  verse 
together, — the  entire  class  uniting  in  chorus  to  each  verse. 


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I  a  Christmas  gift  would  be, 

Given,  given  to  Jesus, 
For  the  love  he  bears  for  me, 

Given,  given  to  Jesus. 


Ooprtifbt,  U86,  br  J<m  t.  Ha 


5  Children  glad  his  love  may  tell, 

Singing,  singing  for  Jesus, 

Holy  children  serve  him  well 

Shining,  shining  for  Jesus. 


Rev.  Arthur  T.  J'thrson,  D.  D. 


feach  ]\Ie,  0  Lord. 


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1.  Teach  me,  O  Lord,  this  |  ver  -  y      day,      Out     of  thy  bles  -  sed    word  ;    |     Lead  me  on  in  thy 

2.  Let  me,  O  Lord,  give   |  thee   my   heart,     All    that   I  have     to     give ;   |    Show  me,  Lord,  what  a 


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friend  thou     art,     |    Bind  me  olose,  so  that    |  naught  can  part ;      In     thee,  oh,   let      me      live. 


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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


We  Come,  a  jlappy  'f  hrong. 


Wm.  J.  KiRKFATKICK. 


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We  come  with  smiling  fac  -  es,    We  come  with  happy   soug,   We  blend  our  hearts  and  voices  With 
We  sing   of  him  who  taught  us  The  pure  and  perfect   way,  Of  him  whose  hand  has  brought  us  To 
We  sing   of   our   Cre  -  a  -  tor,   Our  Lord  and  Saviour-King,  Who  robes  the  earth  in  beauty,    And 
We  thank  our  gracious  Saviour  For  ev  -  'ry  gift    we  share,    For  all    his  lov  -  ing  kindness.  His 
Oh,  may  he  still  pro-tect    us  Thro'  all  our  years  to    come,  And  fit   our  souls  to  praise  him    In 


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na  -  ture's  minstrel  throng. 
wor-sl)ip  here    to-  day. 
crowns  the  gen  -  tie  spring, 
ten  -  der,  watchful     care." 
yon  -  der  peace-  ful   home. 

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blend  our  hearts  and  voic  -  es   With  na-  ture's  song,  a    hap  -  py  throng,  We  come,  a 


hap  -  p3'  throng. 


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Rev.  T.  L.  Baily. 


Endless  Praise. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


1.  No  night  in  heaven,      e   -   ter  -  nal     day! 

2.  No   night  in   heaven,     no     dark'ning     sky, 

3.  No  night  in   heaven,    and     yet      no      sun; 

4.  No   night  in   heaven,  God's  light     a  -  lone 


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course  to      run ! 

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No     life      to      lose, 

No    thun-ders     roll, 

No  chang-ing    scenes 

There     to      the    Lamb. 


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no  hopes   to     raise,      For     all,  yes,      all  is  end  -  less  praise! 

no   lightnings  blaze,     For     all,  yes,      all  is  end  -  less  praise! 

to   mark  the     days.  Where  all,  yes,      all  is  end  -  less  praise! 

in     joy  -  ous    lays.      The  hosts  of  heaven  give  end  -  less  praise! 


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I'he  Children's  Blessii^. 


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1.  Je  -  sus  loved  the    lit  -  tie     chil- 

2.  Je  -  sus  blessed  the  lit  -  tie    chiJ- 

3.  Bless- ed    Sav  -  iour,  kind  Redeem 

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ly  raised  them,  And  these  lov-ing  words    he       said: 

is       say  -  ing.   While  he  rules  the  world      a   -   bove : 

ren's  bless  -  ing,  When  those  lov-  ing  words  were    said : 


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1.  Haste,  let  us  worship,  And  hail  the  children's  King;  Crown  him  with  honor.  And  grateful  tribute  bring. 

2.  Haste,  let  us   worship    The  King  of  all  the  earth :  Onward     to     conquer.    Be- hold,  he   goeth  forth. 

3.  Haste,  let  us  worship,  And  hail  the  children's  King;  Tell  of    his  goodness.  And  let  his  triumph  ring. 

4.  Haste,  let  us  worship,  And  hail  the  children's  King;  Give  him  the  glo  -  ry      In     ev  -  'ry  song  we  sing. 


Now  may  his  kingdom  come,  Now  may  his  will  be  done;  Praise  we  the  Holy  One,  The  children's  King. 
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14 


Praise  of  Little  Voices. 


E.  A.  Barnbs. 


Jno.  R.  Swbnkt. 


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2.  Teachers,  you  will  guide  our  little  feet  a  -  right,  Ev-  en  in  his  ways,  even  in  his  ways;  Teachers,  as  you 

3.  Glad-ly    do  we  tell  of  Je-sus  and  his  love,    As  we  often  sing,  as  we  often  sing;  And  we  know  that 

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young  Soldiers  for  Jesus. 


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2.  Oh,  we  are  young  soldiers  for  Je  -  sus,  And  promise  to  follow  him  still;     A   place  in  the  Sunday-school 
3.  Our  pathway  may  sometimes  be  rugged,  Our  marching  may  sometimes  be  long.  But  gladly  our  footsteps  shall 

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Pass  not  by. 


E.  ALBRIGHT. 


W.  N.  Pontius. 


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How  can  they  serve  our  King? 
By  pleasant,  gentle  looks,  as  sweet 
As  sunshine  in  the  spring. 

1st  line. — Kore  fineers  to  the  eyes.  2d  line. — Remove  fingers; 
look  up.  3d  line.  —  Hands  raised  and  brought  down  with  fluttering 
fingers. 

2  Only  a  pair  of  rosy  lips, 

How  can  they  serve  our  King? 
Oh,  lips  can  smile  and  .speak  kind  words. 
And  pray  to  God,  and  sing. 

1st  line. — Point  to  lips.  3d  line. — Touch  lips  and  waft  hand 
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3  Only  a  pair  of  dimpled  hands, . 

How  can  they  serve  our  King? 
Some  way  of  helping  others  find, 
And  little  love- gifts  bring. 

ist  line. — Present  hands.      3d   line. — C?hildren  join  hands, 
line. — Right  hand  as  if  dropping  contribution. 

4  Only  a  pair  of  little  ears. 

How  can  they  serve  our  King? 
By  list'ning  well  when  good  is  taught, 
And  heeding  everything. 

ist  line. — Pointing  to  ears.      3d  line. — Right  hand  back  of  ear; 
head  bent  as  in  listening. 

5  Only  a  pair  of  busy  feet. 

How  can  they  serve  our  King? 
By  running  errands  cheerfully 
As  birdies  on  the  wing. 

ist  line. — Looking  down.     4th  line. — Flight  motion  upward. 

6  Only  a  little,  loving  heart, 

How  can  it  serve  our  King  ? 
Oh,  when  that  heart  asks  Jesus  in 
The  angel  harps  will  ring. 

Tst   line. — Hand   on   heart.       3d    line. — Press   hands   together; 
look  up. 


CoTTTifbt,  1S8T,  b;  Joax  J.  Hood. 


20 


Annie  E.  Thompson. 


I^ise  and  pollcw  JVEe. 

'And  he  said  to  another,  Follow  me." — Luke  ix.  59. 

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2.  Shades  of  eve  are  fall  -  ing    On  the  shore  and  sea ;  Still  that  voice  is  calling, "  Rise  and  fol-  low  me !" 

3.  Death's  dark  door  is  falling.  Life's  soon  done  for  thee ;  Sweet  that  voice  is  calling, "  Rise  and  follow  me !" 

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Leave  thy  joys  and  pleasures,  Tho'  full  bright  they  glow ;  Christ  hath  countless  treasures  Of  his  love  to  show. 
Scale  yon  mount  of  glory,  Which  by  faith  you've  won;  Softly  walks  before  you  God's  most  blessed  Son. 

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3.  Set  your  hearts  on  things  di  -  vine ; — Place  your  lit  -  tie  hands    in    mine, — Then   so 

4.  In    the   dark   and     in      the   light,  Thro'  the  day    and  thro'   the   night,     Ev  -   er 


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24 


Fanny  J.  Crosbt. 


yes,  Ws  come. 


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1.  Bless  -  ed  Lord,  how  good  thou  art,  Thus    to    take  each    lit  -  tie  heart ;  Ver  -  y    glad    in- 

2.  Thou  hast  made  this  world  of   ours  Full     of   beau  -  ty,  love,  and  flowers ;  Ev  - 'ry where   thy 

3.  In    the      ro  -   sy  beams   of  light,  In    the      si  -  lent  hour    of  night,      In     the  twinkling 

4.  Young  and  weak  and  frail  we    are,  Ten  -  der  buds  that  need  thy  care ;      Oh,  how  thankful, 


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hand   we  see, 

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Lord,  are  we 

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Thou  dost  bid 

Thou  dost  bid 

Thou  dost  bid 

Thou  dost  bid 

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us  come  to  thee, 

us  come  to  thee, 

us  come  to  thee, 

us  come  to  thee. 


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F.  G.  Burroughs. 


Jesus  l{noWs  ]\ly  jiame. 


25 


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1.  Ma  -   ry  stood    be  -  side     the  tomb,     Ah !   her  heart  was    bro 

2.  When   my  heart     is    sad    with  fear,      And     my  spir  -   it     bro 

3.  When    I  walk  through  death's  dark  vale,  Will  he  then    be    near 

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in        the   dark       By       the  same  sweet  to    -    ken?    Will      he     put       my 

Sav  -  iour's  voice    Whis  -  per  words     to   cheer     me?      Yes,    he'll  know    me 


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26 


Marv  D.  James. 


Jesus  Galls  the  Children. 


Wm.  J.  KlRKPATRICK. 


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1.  Lov  -  ing  -  ly     the     Sav- 

2.  Oh,  how  bless -ed      ev 

3.  He   will  hold    us     by 

4.  How  'twill  brighten  all 


iour  stands,  Reaching  out    his    gracious  hands,  Say  -  ing, ''  Let   the 
• 'ry     day  Walk- ing     in      the  heavenly     way!  Pur-  er    joys  will 
the    hand,  Lead  us  through  this  dang'rous  land,  Guide  us    safe  -  ly 
our    days  Thus    to    walk    in    wisdom's  ways!  Then  in  realms  of 


chil-  dren  come,"  Call  -  ing 

crown  our  years    Free  from 

to    his  home.  Where  no 

bliss     a  -  hove     We    will 


all     his    loved  ones  home.   Come,  chil-  dren,  come    to  the  Saviour ! 
sin  -  ful  snares  and  fears, 
sin    can       ev  -  er    come, 
sing  the     Saviour's  love. 


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Come  now    in  life's  bright  morn,  Come,  give  our   lov -ing  Redeem- er  Youth's  ear  -  ly  dawn. 

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Parable  of  the  goWer. 


27 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


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MOTION  SONG. 
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^  1/  •  ^  sit     I  U  u/ 

A  sow-  er  went  forth  with  precious  seed,  Beside  the  way-  side  sow  -  ing,  He  hoped  that  a  har-  vest 
But  careless  feet  trod  the  good  seeds  there  Till  they  were  dying,  dy  -  ing;  To  car-  ry  them  off  the 
And  some  fell  upon   the  rock  -  y  bed, — The  tender  shoots  upspringiug, — No  root  had  they  there  and 

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rich  indeed  Would  soon  be  growing,  growing.  7'"  '^'  1/ 

birds  of  air  Came  quickly  fly- ing.  fly  -   ing.    Sow-ing,  sow- ing,  Scatter  the  seed  both  here  and  there; 
soon  were  dead,  No  fruit  the  Master  bring  -ing. 


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4  And  some  among  thorns,  it  came  to  pass, 

The  sower  too  was  sowing ; 
The  thorns  springing  up — alas!  alas! — 
Soon  choked  the  good  seed  growing. 

5  But  some  fell  upon  good  ground,  we're  told, 

Oh,  happy,  happy  story; 
Rich  fruitage  they  bear,  a  hundred-fold, — 
Unto  the  Master's  glory ! 


Copjrifht,  '.8«7,  bj  JoBK  J   Hood     C  ^       }^       ^       \  ^ 

First  Verse,  ist  and  2d  lines. — Motion  of  scattering  seed  :    3d  and  4th  — Bending  forward,  hands  lifted  from  toward  ground  upward  ; 

frowth  motion.  Second  Verse,  ist  and  2d  lines— Right  and  left  movement  of  feet;  3d  and  4th —Bird  flight  downward;  bird 
ight  upward.  Third  Verse,  ist  line. — Scattering  seed;  2d — Growth  motion  Fourth  Vekse,  ist  and  2d  lines. — Scattering 
seed;  3d  and  4th. — Growth  motion.  Fifth  Verse,  ist  and  2d  lines.— Sowing  seed  :  3d  and  4th.— Hands  pressed  together  in  praise, 
eyes  looking  upward.     Chorus,  1st,  2d,  and  3d  lines. — Scattering  seed;  4th. — Open  hands  extended. 


Sow  -  ing,  sow-  ing.  Surely  'twill  yield  a  harvest  fair, 


28 


Lizzie  Edwards. 


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Jno.  R.  SwEMsr. 


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mer-  ry  lit-  tie  rob-in  in   a  greenwood  tree  Sang  away,  sang   away,  sweetly  all  the  day ;  She 
rosy  beam  of  sunlight  with  a  stream  at  play  Ran  away,  ran    away,  laughing  all  the  day;  They 
soon  they  all  united    in     a  tune-ful    lay  Borne   away,  far    away,  o'er  the  meadow  gay;  We 
let  us,  like  the  robin  in  the  greenwood  tree.  Sing   away,  sing   away,  happy  all   the  day;  We 

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filled  the  air  with  music,  and  it  seemed  to      say,      Pret  -  ty  birds,  all     of  you,   sing  with     me. 

saw   the  lit- tie  rob  -  in  and  they  heard  her  say.      Pretty  beam,  laughing  stream,  sing  wiih  me. 

all    are  ver-y  hap-py   on  this  clear,  bright  day,  Cheer  -  i  -  ly,   cheer -i  -  ]y    thus    sang  they, 
hear    a  gen- tie  whisper,  and  it  seems    to      say.      Sing    a- way,  sing    a- way      ev   -  'ry      day. 

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ping  ^Way.— Concluded. 


29 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Gall  us  ftine  own. 


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1.  Dear  Saviour,  we  gather  Once  more  at  thy  throne ;  Oh,  hear  us,  we  pray  thee,  Now  make  us  thine  own. 

2.  Dear  Saviour,  thy  promise  W-j  tru-  ly  be  -  lieve :  Who  -  ev-  er  will  seek  thee  Shall  mercy  re-  ceive. 

3.  Dear  Saviour,  behold  us,   In  thee  would  we  hide ;  We  ask  that  thy  Spirit      In     us  may  a  -  bide. 

4.  Dear  Saviour,  we  love  thee,  Thv  name  we  a-  dore ;     Oh,  grant  us  thy  blessing,  Thy  joy  ev-  er  -  more. 

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Here  gratefully  bending,  Sweet  melo  -  dy  blending.  Come,  oh,  come,  tender  -  ly  Call  us  thine  own. 


Copyright.  1884,  by  John  J.  Hood. 


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DO     KE      Ml      FA      SO      LA      U 


30 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


I. Will  Qo  to  Jesus. 


Wm.  J.  KlRKPATRICK. 


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1.  I  will  go  to  Je  -  sus,  Saviour  kind  and  great;  If    I  wait  till  old  -  er      It  may  be   too  late. 

2.  I  will  go  to  Je  -  sus    To    be  pure  within,     For  his  blood  most  precious  Cleanseth  me  from  sin. 

3.  I  will  go  to  Je  -  sus    Ev-'rydayand  hour;  He  will  be  my  Keep  -  er    By  his  mighty  power. 

4.  I  will  go  to  Je  -  sus,  He  will  be  my  Friend ;  No  one  loves  like  Je-  sus,  Freely,  without  end. 


I  will  go,      I  will  go,      I  will  go    to      Je  ■ 


sus,      I  will   go,      I   will  go,    Je  -  sus  bids  me  come. 


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1.  There     is     a    hap- py  land    Far,     far      a- way.  Where  saints  in  glory  stand,  Bright,  bright  as  day ; 

2.  Bright,  in  that  hap- py--fend.  Beams  ev  - 'ry  eye;     Kept    by     a    Father's  hand.  Love  cannot  die; 

3.  Come    to  that  hap-  py  land.  Come,  come  a  -  way ;  Why  will  you  doubting  stand  ?  Why  still  delay  ? 


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Oh, how  they  sweetly  sing,  "Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King,"  Loud  let  his  praises  ring,  Praise,  praise  for  aye ! 
Oh,  then  to  glo  -  ry  run ;  Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won ;  And  bright,  above  the  sun,  Reign  evermore. 
Oh,  we  shall  happy   be,  When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free,Lord,we  shall  dwell  with  thee,Blest  evermore. 
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am      a     lit  -  tie 

mean  to  fight  for 

be    his    lit  -  tie 

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sol  -  dier.  And  not  yet  ver  -  y  old 
Je  -  sus.  And  wear  a  crown  of  gold 
sol  -  dier.  The  Bi  -  ble  says     I    may 


'  \      I  know  he  makes  me  hap-  py, 
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B.C. 


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And  loves  me 


all    the  day; 


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I  love  my  precious  Saviour, 

Because  he  died  for  me. 
And  if  I  did  not  serve  him. 

How  sinful  I  would  be; 
He  gives  me  every  comfort. 

And  hears  me  when  I  pray; 
I  want  to  live  for  Jesus, 

The  Bible  says  I  may. 


I  now  can  do  a  little. 

But  when  I  am  a  man 
I'll  try  to  do  for  Jesus 

The  greatest  good  I  can ; 
God  help  and  keep  me  faithful 

In  all  I  do  and  say, 
I  want  to  live  a  Christian, 

The  Bible  says  I  may. 


CopjtigbCy  1678,  l9x  JAB"  J-  UooD. 


32 


Little  Ones  Lil^e  ]VIe. 


Jno.  R.  Swenbtt. 


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1.  Je  -  sus,  when    he    left 

2.  Moth-ers  then    the  Sav 

3.  Did    the    Sav  -  iour  say 

4.  'Twas  for  them    his  life 

the        sky, 
-  iour     sought 
them      nay  ? 
he       gave, 

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11         •    •    r 

And    for     sin  -  ners  came      to         die, 
In    the   plac  -  es  where      he      taught, 
No,    he   kind  -  ly  bade     them      stay, 
To     re-  deem  them  from     the      grave. 

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And  to 
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mer-cy  passed  not    by         Lit- tie  ones  like  me. 

him  the  children  brought.  Lit- tie  ones  like  me. 

none  to  turn    a  -   way        Lit-  tie  ones  like  me. 

now  will  gladly      save        Lit-  tie  ones  like  me. 


Lit-  tie  ones,  lit  -  tie  ones, 


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them  to  come,"  said      he ;        Je  -  sus  loves    the    lit  -  tie      ones.       Lit  -  tie  ones    like       me. 


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C<q>jright,  1880,  b;  Jon  J.  Uooa. 


S.  Martin. 


Little  piiends  of  Jesus. 


33 


Wm.  J.   KiRKPATHICK. 


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Do  you  know  what  makes  us  happy,  When  so  many  hearts  are  sad  ?  We  are  little  friends  of  Je-  sus, 
Jesus  loves  the  children  dearly, — In  his  Word  he  tells  them  so;  Once  he  took  them  up  and  blessed  them, 

We  are  lit-  tie  lambs  of  Jesus :  He,  our  Shepherd  kind  and  dear,  Speaks,and  tho'  we  do  not  see  him. 
If  we  try  our  best  to  please  him  He  will  take  us  by  and    by   Where  our  spirit  eyes  will  know  him, 


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That   is   why  we    are     so   glad. 

Ma  -  ny,  ma  -  ny  years    a  -  go.      We  are  lit- tie  friends,  we  are  lov-ing  friends,  We  are  happy,  happy 

In  our  hearts  his  voice  we  hear. 
Far    beyond   the  star  -  ry   sky. 


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lit  -tie  friends  of  Jesus;  We  are    lit- tie  friends, we  are  loving  friends,  We  are  happy  all    day   long, 


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34 


Lizzie  Edwards. 


Oh,  I^eceiire  fJiiri. 


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^     m    -^     -^  ^    '      '       '       -----   s»     (2?         ~     ^.    .^ 

1.  Lit- tie  voic  -  es,  hap-py  voic  -  es,  Sing  of    Je  -  sus  and  his  love,  While  the  an  -  gels  bending 

2.  Lit-  tie  voic  -  es,  hap-  py  voic  -  es,  While  we  praise  him  day  by  day,    Lo !  the  an  -  gels  hov  -  er 

3.  Lit^  tie  voic  -  es,  hap-  py  voic  -  es,  While  we  breathe  his  name  so  dear.  From  the  Bi  -  ble,    ho  -  ly 

4.  Lit-  tie  voic  -  es,  hap-  py  voic  -  es,  With  our  teachers  while  we  sing ;  They  are  tell  -  ing,  sweetly 

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US  Whis-per  soft  -  ly  from 

us;     In  our  hearts  we  hear  them    say, —  Oh,   be-lieve    him,     oh,    re-ceive  him,  Your  Re- 
ble.  Still  the  gen -tie  words  we    hear, — 
ing.     Of  the  Lord,  our  Sav  -  lour-  King. 


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er  kind  and  true ;  How  he  loves  you !  yes,  he  loves  you  More  than  all  your  friends  can  do. 


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OopTrigb^Kilie,  b;  JOBK  J.  HMD. 


"falje  ]V[e  in  fMne  Jlnns. 


35 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


MOTION  SONG. 


Wm.  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 


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f^tf: 


1.  Oh,  how  kind- ly    Je - sus  smiled  When  he  called  a    lit  -  tie  child  And  took  him  in     his  arms; 


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Help   me  list  -  en,  Saviour  dear.  Call     to  me,    for  thou  art  near ;  Oh,  take  me  in  thine  arms ! 

I     ^   i  I     ^   I  u 


:-;■  ■  ■#- 


:f=f: 


Oh,  how  kindly  Jesns  smiled 
When  he  called  a  little  child 

And  took  him  in  his  arms ; 
Help  me  listen,  Saviour  dear, 
Call  to  me,  for  thou  art  near ; 

Oh,  take  me  in  thine  arms ! 

I  ad  line. — Arms  extended,  downward.  3d 
line — .\rms  raised  and  crossed  over  breast. 
l4.th  and  5th  lines. — Hands  clasped  in  prayer. 
6th  line. — Arms  extended,  upward. 


Make  me  thine  own  little  child, 
Save  me  from  rough  paths  and  wild, 

Now  take  me  in  thine  arms ! 
In  my  heart  to  thee  I  speak, 
Carry  me,  for  I  am  weak,  ' 

Safe,  safe  in  thy  strong  arms. 

ist  and  2d  lines. — Hands  clasped.  3d 
line. — Arms  extended,  upward.  4th  line. — 
Hand  on  heart.  5th  and  6th  lines. — Arms 
folded  over  breast. 

CspTTigbt,  1887,  bj  Jobs  i  Hooo. 


Here  thy  blessing  I  will  know, 
Here  in  love  and  goodness  grow 

"When  folded  in  thine  arms ; 
Sweetest  place  for  little  child, 
Looking  up  to  eyes  so  mild, 

Joy,  joy,  in  thy  dear  arms! 

ist  and  2d  lines. — Arms  at  the  sides.  3d 
line. — Fold  again.  4th  and  5th  lines. — Look- 
ing upward.  6th  Ijne. — Clap  hands  very 
lightly  at  each  "joy." 


36 


Jennie  Garnbtt. 


JVEoniiiig,  jloon  and  Everiing  Praise. 


Adam  Gbibhl. 


4^^   ^1      -I — I-    i  I    I    ,    I      ^    J  I      I       ^-Wl  11       I      I.    tJ  I    =1=^ 


.fg  r<. 


^ 


1.  When  the  morning  breaks  in  splendor  O'er  the  valley  warm  and 

2.  When  the  noontide  hour  is  beam-ing,  Happy  songs  each  bird  is 

3.  When  the  evening  winds  are  sigh-ing,  And  the  light  is  soft  -  ly 


ten-der,  Joyful  praise  our  hearts  would 
sing  -  ing,  May  our  hearts  in  measure 
dy  -  ing,  Then,  to  nature's  voice  re- 


^pbyE^^ 


render  To  our  Father  God  on  high ;  Thro'  the  night,when  all  were  sleeping,We  were  guarded  safe  beneath  his 

ring-  ing,  Praise  our  Father  God  on   high ;  With  a  gentle  hand  he  leads  us,  He  is  still  our  patient,  loving 

plying,  Praise  our  Father  God  on  high ;  He  has  crowned  our  life  with  mercy.  He  has  scattered  blessings  on  our 


^  ,    ■^■■p.  -p.  JfL  -PL 


care.  When  the  stars  their  watch  were  keeping  In  the  calm,  blue  sky  so  fair.    Oh,  the  love,         precious 
Friend,  And  the  hand  we  now  are  hold  -  ing  Will  protect  us     to    the    end. 

way,     And  we  hope  to    see  and  praise  hira  In  the  realms  of  endless    day.  Oh,  the  love, 

'  -^  ^    -^     -P»-      «      ^=>        " 


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O  CS)  CD  0  CD  S)  e> 

1A>      KB     MI      FA     so      LA      SI 


J^opning,  jloon  and  Evening  Praise.— concluded. 


37 


love, 


He  be-stows 


precious  love, 


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Arranged  by  W.  J.  K 


He  bestows 

— o--»-o 


from  a-bove!        Let  our  soulsand  all  within  us  Praise  the  Lord  for  all  his  love. 

from  above!  ^   Jl.   Ji.   -P-     fZi.     ^ 


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]V[al^e  JVEe  Losing. 


Wm.  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 


^^^g^^S^^^^ 


1.  Saviour,  who  in  love  divine  Came  to  bless  a  h'eart  like  mine,  Make  my  spirit  now  thy  shrine.  Saviour  dear. 

2.  Ver  -  y  frail  and  week  am  I,  Oft  forfjetting  thou  art  nigh ;  Hear  my  prayer,  and  swift  reply,  Saviour  dear. 

3.  Ev-  er  watch  about  my  home.  Never  let  my  footsteps  roam  Where  the  tempting  voices  come.  Saviour  dear. 

4.  Thro'  the  busy  hours  of  day,While  I  study,  work,  or  play,  Close  to  thee  I  fain  would  stay.  Saviour  dear. 
^   -^-   -p.  .p.  ^   4i-  ^  ».    ^    ^zj. 

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C    U    r     ^    b    b    L/ 


CHORUS. 


g^PP=^^3^ 


Make  me  loving,  make  me  mild,  Let  me  be  thine  own  dear  child.  Ever  growing  more  like  thee,  Saviour  dear. 


Copyright,  1884,  by  John  J.  Hoou. 


O  0  CD  CS)  G)  S>  <Z> 

DO     KB      MI      h'A     SO      lA      SI 


Jesus  LoTfes  the  Little  Ones. 


Wm.  J.  KlRKPATRICK. 


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tle  ones.  Calls  them  to  come  near ;  Watch-  es  o'er  them 
tie  ones,  Gives  them  food  and  friends  ;  Grace  for  life- time 
tie  ones,  Guides  their  steps  aright;  Shields  them  all  the 

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him  by  prayer  He  loves    to 


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4  Jesus  loves  the  little  ones. 

Bears  their  sin  and  care ; 
Loves  to  hear  them  lisp  his  name 
In  his  praise  or  prayer. 

5  Jesus  loves  the  little  ones, 

Wheresoe'er  they  roam ; 
Then  he  takes  them  when  they  die 
To  his  heavenly  home. 


CapjTifht,  1883,  b;  Joan  J.  Hood. 


Ckarlbs  H.  Elliott. 


Gome  and  ^ee. 


39 


Jno.  R.  Swenby. 


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1.  There  is  pardon  sweet  at  the  Ma,ster's  feet, Come  and  see,  O  come  and  see;  There's  a  song  of  peace  thatshall 

2.  There's  an  easy  yoke  that  you  all  may  bear,Come  and  see,  O  come  and  see;  There's  a    ho  -  ly  joy  that  you 

3.  There's  a  healing  balm  for  the  weary  breast.Come  and  see,  O  come  and  see ;  There'sa  tranquil  peace  and  a 

4.  There's  a  life  beyond,  'tis   a   life    divine,  Come  and  see,  O  come  and  see;  And  the  light  of  faith  on  your 

-» — 0—  -<0-*—W- 


nev  -  er 

all  may 

sa  -  cred 

path  will 

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cease, 

share, 

rest, 

shine. 


Come, 
Come, 
Come, 
Come, 


O  come 
O  come 
O  come 
O  come 


^3: 


and  see. 

and  see. 

and  see. 

and  see. 


In  the  precious,  precious  blood  of  Je  -  sus  Washed  a- 


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your  sins  may  be;  You  may  plunge  just  now  its  cleansing  flood, — Come,  will  you  come  and  see. 


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J  V  ^    >    ^    u 

Co|)jilgbt,  188S,  bj  Joiu  J  UooB. 


40 


Mrs.  E.  C.  Ellsworth. 
^  DUET.  Cheerfully. 


Ghildreri  of  Zicn. 


Chas.  Edw.  Prior. 


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1.  Oh,    ma  -  ny,    ma  -  ny    chil  -  dren    In      Zi  -  on  shall    be  found ;  We    hear  their  hap  -  py 

2.  Oh,   who  will    be     the    chil  -  dren  With  -  in     the      ci  -  ty  bright?  Will  you    be     one     to 

3.  Then  come  and  bring    a    play  -  mate,  Perchance   a    broth  -  er    dear ;     Let     sis  -  ters  come   to- 


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voic    -    es,    And     plea-sant      is      the  sound;      For  chil- dren     can  be    Christians, 

en   -    ter.   And    come     by   morn-ing    light?      Oh,  do     not    wait  till      old  -   er— 

geth   -   er,      Oh,     nev  -  er,     nev  -  er     fear;      For  Zi  -  on    must  have   chil -dren 


And 
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while    at  work,   or    play,       Be    gen  -  tie    like    the   Mas  -  ter.  And     all     his  words     o  -  bey. 
shadows   may    ap  -  pear —  You   may    not    see     to      en   -   ter  When  night  is       al  -  most  here, 
on    her    gold  -  en  street.  Then  come,  and  bring  in  with     you  Who  -  ev  -  er    you   may  meet. 


CHORUS. 


-A— N- 


— fv ^ — S =Bri — f^ — V— d S- — ^ — I ^-^ r- 


Oh,children,come  to  Jesus!  His  service  is  a  joy;    Oh,  come  within  the  ci- ty,  Yes,  ev'ry  girl  and  boy. 

-    -     -    -    -     ^ 


CopTTight,  1883,  bj  Jonx  J.  Hoco. 


Frank  Gould. 


Our  Shepherd.  C/ 

MOTION  SONG. 


41 


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a    ten-der  Shepherd 

N     ^     N      s     J 


As  kind  as    he  can    be, 


He  loves  us  ver 


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CHORUS, 


First  Verse,  4th  line. — Left  hand  across  the 
breast. 

Cho, — He  takes  our  hearts  and  keei)s 
He  leads  us  every  day,    [them, 
And  if  we  closely  follow, 
From  him  we  cannot  stray. 

ist  line. — Right  hand  on  heart.  2d  line. — 
Motion  with  hand  towards  the  floor.  4th  line. — 
Pointing  upward  at  the  word  "  him." 


B  And  when  the  lambs  are  wearj', 
He  gives  them  happy  rest ; 
He  carries  them  so  gently. 

And  folds  them  on  his  breast. 

ist  line. — Bring  out  the  word  "weary"  as 

though  you  were  tired.     3d  line. — Left  arm 

across   the  breast.       4th    line. —  Cross    the 

hands  over  the  breast. 


3  His  eyes  are  always  open, 
Our  Shepherd  never  sleeps. 
But  o^r  us  when  we  slumber 
A  loving  watch  he  keeps. 

i«t  line. — Point  to  the  eyes.  2d  line  — 
Looking  upward  when  "Shepherd"  is  men- 
tioned, and  close  pyes  at  the  word  "sleep." 
3d  line. — Put  the  palms  of  both  hands  to- 
gether, resting  the  side  of  the  face  on  them. 


4  And  by  and  by  he'll  take  us 
To  pastures  green  and  fair, 
And  then  we'll  stay  forever 
"With  him.  our  Shepherd,  there. 

ist  line.— Looking  upward.  2d  line  — 
Swinging  motion  with  the  hand  towards  the 
floor.     4th  line. — Pointing  upward. 


Copjiight,  1PS7,  b;  JoHn  i.  Boon. 


42 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

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pponi  JVEorning  till  flight 


Jno.  R.  Swenby. 


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Dear   Je  -  sus,  how  thanktul  and  hap-py  are  we,      .So  ten  -  der  -  iy  fold  -  ed   and  safe    in   thy  care ; 
Thy  goodness  and  mer-cy,  how  gently  they  flow!  Thine  eye  watcheth  o'er  us  wherev  -  er    we  go; 
We  thank  thee,  dear  Jc-sus,  that  here  we  may  come,  Where  thou  hast  provided  our  beau  -  ti-ful  home ; 
We  thank  thee,  dear  Je-  sus,  we  hal-  low  thy  name, That  ev  -  en  the  youngest  thy  promise  may  claim ; 


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Our  hearts  are  so  cheerful,  our  footsteps  so  light,  We  sing  and  we  praise  thee  from  morning  till  night. 
Thy  blessings  rre  making  our  pathway  so  bright.  We  sing  and  we  praise  thee  from  morning  till  night. 
We  thank  thee  for  teachers  to  guide  us  a-right,  We  sing  and  we  praise  thee  from  morning  till  night. 
And  now     in   thy  service     we  glad  -  ly      u-  nite.  We  sing  and  we  praise  thee  from  morning  till  night. 

■g_    I    A 2S-; — X — a s 1 r-S S-i — g — 5—! 5    i -H  F 1 1" 


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From    morn     -     -     -     ing   till  night,  from 

We      sing     and    we  praise  thee   from  morn  -  ing    till  night,  We 


morn     - 

sing    and 


-     ing   till  night.  We 

we  praise   thee  from  morn -ing     till  night, 


Copyrijlit,    837,  bj  3<>wa  J.  lloon 


prom  JVIopning  till  jlight— concluded. 


43 


sing  and  we  praise  thee,  we  sing  and  we  praise  thee,  We  sing  and  we  praise  thee  from  morning  till  night 


Lz=tz=u=^ 


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1 


Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Gome;  come  to-day. 


Wm.  J.   KiRKPATRICK. 


1^ 


^    }s  -&  n    »••-»'-   ^.  d^  -  -»^  -ft  ^  rt  p^  tt   ''•-o-  -^ 
1/  ■  1/  ■ 

1.  'Tis  the  gracious  Saviour  calling,  Come, come  to-day ;  In  our  hearts  the  words  are  falling,  Come, come  to-day. 

2.  To   his  loving  arms  so  tender  Come,  come  to-day ;  Now  to  him  our  all    surrender;  Come,  come  to-day. 

3.  Thro' his  Spirit     he     is  saying.  Come,  come  to-day  ;  Let  us  then,  our  Lord  o- beying,  Come,  come  to-day. 

4.  While  we  tarry  how  we  grieve  him,  Come,corae  to-day ;  Let  our  hearts  with  joy  receive  him,Come,come  to-dav. 


/  \.  _ — ; '=^ 1* PS ^ 1- 


Like    a  shepherd  he  will  guide  us.  In  his  mercy  he  will  hide  us.  Come,  come  to-day,  Come,  come  to-day. 


Copyright,  1884,  by  John  J.  Hoob. 


O  <S>  CX>  O  O  S>  (^ 

00      .iB      MI      FA     so      LA      a 


44 

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1.  "We    as  children  come  to  Jesus  now,  Come  to  knowhim,for  he  says  we  may;  Friend  of  little  children, 

2.  We    as  children  learn  of  Jesus  now, Learn  to  serve  him  and  in  faith  to  pray;  Friend  of  little  children, 

3.  We    as  children  ask  of  Je  -  sus  now  Grace  to  keep  us  lest  we  go     a- stray;  Friend  of  little  children, 

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he  will  sweetly  bless  us  As  we  gather  here  to  -  day. 
it  is  sweet  to  praise  him  As  we  gather  here  to  -  day. 

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45 


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lit  -  tie  sunbeam,  Just  a  gold-en   ray,    And  my  smiling  brightness  Helps  to  make  the  day. 
lit -tie  dewdrop,  From  its  mossy   bed,  Fainting  flower,  to  greet  me,  Lifts  its  pretty  head, 
lit  -  tie  bird  -  ie,  'frilling   all  day  long.    Till  the  woods  re-ech  -  o  With  my  merry  song. 


1.  I'm    a 

2.  I'm    a 

3.  I'm    a 


V^ — ,4- 


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4 


ir=T 


_l» — ^_^e_ 


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CHORUS. 


I 


Lit  -  tie 
Lit  -  tie 
Lit  -  tie 


beam,  sun  -  beam,  Shin  -  ing  by  the  way.  Lit  -  tie  sun  -  beam,  sun  -  beam, 
drop,  dew  -  drop.  Sparkling  by  the  way.  Lit  -  tie  dew  -  drop,  dew  -  drop, 
-   ie,      bird   -   ie,      Trill -ing     by     the    w^ay,      Lit  -  tie    bird   -  ie,     bird  -   ie. 


ty 


sun- 
dew 
bird 


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t=,^=k 


m. 


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-^—y. 


py     all     the      day. 


iz 


ir 


i 


CopTlicht,  ISe;,  b7  JoBK  i.  Uoos. 


I'm  a  little  flow'ret, 
God  has  made  me  fair. 

So  my  breath  shall  praise  him 
Sweetly  on  the  air. 

Cho. — Little  flow'ret,  flow'ret, 
Blooming  by  the  way. 
Little  flow'ret,  flow'ret, 
Happy  all  the  day. 


5  More  than  birds  or  sunshine. 
More  than  flowers  and  dew, 
Loving  little  children 
Scatter  blessings,  too. 

Cno. — Loving  children,  children, 
Singing  by  the  way, 
Loving  children,  children, 
Happy  all  the  day. 


46 


Priscilla  J.  Owens. 


jiappy  Little  Worl^eps. 


-N — ^ — ^^ 


Wm.  J.  KlRKPATMCK. 

IN 1— 


-«l— ll- 


^ 


Je  -  sus     is  the  children's  Friend,  Happy  little  -workers  we ;      In    his  love  our  days 

Je-  sus     is  the  children's  King,  Happy   little  workers  we;      To    his  might-y  hand 

Je-sus     is    the  children's  Joy,   Happv   little  workers  we;  Help-ing     ev  - 'ry   girl 

...                  .  _              ^         I           I            ' 


we  spend, 
we  cling, 
and  boy, 


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a m •»' a 1 1 


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Hap-  py  lit  -  tie  workers  we.  Round  his  throne  we  love  to  bend, 
Hap-py  lit -tie  workers  we.  To  his  cross  our  hearts  we  bring, 
Hap-py    lit -tie  workers    we,      All     of     e  -  vil     to     destroy; 


On  his  words  with  joy    at- tend, 
To  his  praise  our  hymns  we  sjig, 
May  his  work  our  lives  em-ploy; 


^r=- 


Tt 


MMT-r^"^^^  c  g  r " 


Fine,   chorus. 


m 


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r 

we. 
we. 
we. 


->-iH 


jd'-^d^-^z 


Je  -  sus  is  the  children's  Friend,  Hap- py  lit -tie  workers 

Je  -  sus  is  the   children's  King,  Hap-py    lit- tie  workers 

Je  -  sus  is  the   children's  Joy,    Hap-py   lit -tie  workers 

■  JL  .^-       .|t                       '            ^     ^     ^       ^ 


Hap-py   lit -tie  workers. 


2t?i 


V- 


-s^ 


g=^    ft  I  g^=F^    L    L    L    !.     L  I 

v' — I 1 © — !- — » — » — • — • — p — » — t" 


C«pjri(hl,  ia<l7,  ti.  Jam  J.  liMt^ 


v-i 


jiappy  Little  Worl^eis.— concluded. 


47 

]D  S. 


^^1 


Hap-py    lit -tie  workers,   Hap-py   lit -tie  workers      we;      Serv-ing     Je  -  sus      ev  - 'ry    day, 

^       .«.     J.     ^t     ^  ^  -fi-     Jt.     ^     .^  -PL        ^  «      '    -*-        1 


-(^ 


i 


Jfodrrato. 


Temptation. 


From  the  German. 


1.  Full  oft  does  Sa  -  tan     try 

2.  Whenev  -  er     I      con  -  sent 

3.  How  shall  my  fee  -  ble   heart 


To  draw  my  steps  a  -  side;  Now  bids  me  tell  a  lie,  My 
To  walk  in  Sa  -  tan's  ways,  It  is  as  though  I  bent  My 
Be  kept  from  Sa- tan's  power?    O  Lord,  thy  strength  impart     In 


--#- 


faults  from  all    to    hide ; 

knee  be- fore   his    face; 

ev  -  'ry  tempted    hour; 


1/      I 

And  tempts  me  soon  to   sin      again  That   I     new  pleasures  may  obtain. 
And  what  reward  will   Sa  -  tan  give  ?  In   his  own  place  with  him  to  live. 
That    I     may  sin  -  ful  joys    re-fuse,  And  with  delight  thy  service  choose. 

N— I N- 


-?•—•- 


-W— a^- 


^S 


48 

"Good  "Words." 


Qod  mal^e  my  Life. 


J.  J.  H^ 


If- 


^=^ 


^ 


^ 


^ 


-g1 H 


i— i — >— 


1=2: 


:?: 


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1.  Gx)d  make    my      life      a  lit     -    tie  light,  With  -   in         the     world       to        glowj 


p 


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A       lit  -  tie     flame  that       bum    -    eth     bright,  "Wher-ev    -  er 
"^J ^ 


may 


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go- 


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2. 
God  make  my  life  a  little  flower, 

That  giveth  joy  to  all, 
Content  to  bloom  in  native  bower, 

Although  its  place  be  small. 
3. 
God  make  my  life  a  little  song, 

That  comforteth  the  sad  ; 
That  helpeth  others  to  be  strong, 

And  makes  the  singer  glad. 


4. 
God  make  my  life  a  little  staff* 

Whereon  the  weak  may  rest, 
That  so  wliat  health  and  strength  I  have, 

May  serve  my  neighbors  best. 
5. 
God  make  my  life  a  little  hymn 

Of  tenderness  and  praise ; 
Of  faith  tliat  never  waxeth  dim, 

In  all  his  wondrous  ways. 


Jleart  Bells. 


49 


Joseph  Vouns. 


Jno.  R.  Swknky. 


-ah- — al — •- 


-^- 


-»       9 — 'g 


1.  Heart  bells,  joy- ful  -  ly,  Ring  a   mer-ry  chime;  Clap  our  hands  joyful  -  ly,  While  we  beat  the  time; 
^.    -^    ^.    -^-    -^        -^     -      -        -f-    -*     -^- 


fe# 


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Ul 


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5?=?C 


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1 


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— H H 1-: — H- 

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i= 


g  -S-  -1  ^ 


Keep  step    care- ful -ly,     Lit- tie  feet  of  ours,  Mever  mind,  though  we  find  Thorns  among  the  flowers. 

Ht     H«.     .^.     .^       ,2-  H«.      ^        ^  HflL      p.     ^ 


|1  Heart  bells,  tunefully, 

Riug  .'i  merry  chime; 
Clap  our  hands  joyfully. 

While  we  beat  the  time ; 
Keep  step  carefully, 

Little  feet  of  ours, 
Never  mind,  though  we  find 

Thorns  among  the  flowers. 

ist  line.— Hand  on  the  heart.  3d  line. — 
Clap  the  lirinds.  4th  line. — Beat  time  with 
right  hand.  5th  line. —  Mark  time  with 
their  A-tt.  6th  line  — Point  to  their  feet. 
7th  line  —Left  hand  on  their  breast. 

Infant  Praises — D 


2  Bright  eyes  trustfully 

Meet  our  teachers  dear, 
Parted  lips  give  to  them 

Smiles  of  happy  cheer ; 
Hark  !  hark  !  silence  now ; 

Let  us  all  obey  ; 
Fold  our  hands,  close  our  eyes, 

While  we  kneel  to  pray. 

ist  line  — Point  to  eyes.  2d  line. — For- 
ward motion  of  the  hand.  3d  line. — Point 
to  their  lips.  4th  line — Smiling.  5th  line. - 
Holding  up  hand,  all  the  finger.s  closed  ex- 
cept index  finger.  6th  line. — One  turn  to 
the  other.  7th  line. — Fold  hands  and  close 
eyes.     8th  line. — All  kneeling. 


3  Rise  now  thoughtfully, 

While  again  we  sing; 
Merrily,  cheerily. 

Hail  the  children's  King ; 
O'er  us  tenderly. 

From  their  home  above, 
Angels  now,  bending  low, 

Hear  our  song  of  love. 

ist  line. — Rising  all  together.  4th  line.— 
Point  upwards.  6th  line. —  Pointing  up- 
wards.    7th  line. — Incline  their  bodies. 


C«p;right,  IPS),  1)7  Josh  J   HoM. 


50 


Rev.  John  O.  Foster,  A.  M. 


jlelp  me,  0  Jesus. 


Jno.  R.  Swenby. 


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s      d      »■     *    - 

v-';      -*-    3     *9     a      • 

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9       d       C'. 

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1*^       i     1                        r    r    r    '    '    '   " 

1.  We    are     lit-  tie, -weak,  and  poor,   Wait-ing     by    the      o  -  pen    door, 

2.  Foes     a -round  us  great  and  stroug  Call-ing      to      us    loud  and  long, 

3.  Guide  our  feet,    we  hum  -  bly   pray,      In     the  strait  and   nar  -  row   way, 

4.  Guide  us,     Je  -  sus,    ev  -  'ry    hour,  Shield  us    from  the  tempter's  jKtwer ; 

„        m        #•       t~      "P      1              a        m        m        o        B        m        1^ 

0         0         0 

Je  -  sus.  make  us 
But  we'll  turn   our 

In  the  path -way 
Help   us     till     our 

/m)'  -I     \      " 

! 

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l^J-^  T   H-     !•        «        »        m 

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L'  7  4-     ■           1 

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1           1 

ill' 

CHORUS. 


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pure  with  -  in,  Shield   us     from    the    world  of  sin. 

thoughts    a  -  way       To      the     Sav  -  iour     day  by  day. 

thou   hast    trod,       On -ward,   up  -  ward,  home  to  God. 

work     is     done.  Then,     O     save     us,     bless  -  ed  One. 


£. 


Help       me. 
Softly. 


Je    -    sus, 


t—Jr- 


'^ 


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— • * ^ ir 

Help    mo  while     I 


t-z2z 


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pray; 


Help 


O        Je   -    sus,    Help    me      ev    -  'ry    day. 


h22- 


e 


:t===t 


m 


OejiTriglil,  IBS!,  ij  Jeoi  J.  Boos. 


Our  piands  for  Jesus. 


51 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


MOTION  SONG. 


Wm.  J.  KiKKPATRICK. 


i^ 


^*^ 


1.  Je  -  sus,  take  our  hands  in  thine,  Lead  us  gent-  ly,  Friend  divine ;  Con 


_       -  -t— 

I 

secrate  these  lit -tie  hands 

w — r    I  • — • — (5"- 


To  thy   ser- vice  and  commands.  Je  -  sus,  now  thy  children   see      Lift -ing  up  their  hands  to  thee; 


IC'  -m-     J-  -tS>- 

Take  them, keep  them  always  thine,  Make  them  useful,Friend  divine. 


^^ 


J2  Little  hands  can  clasp  in  prayer 
For  God's  blessing  everywhere ; 
Little  hands  can  fold  in  praise. 
While  we  sing  our  grateful  lays. 

jst  line. — Hands  clasped  ;  heads  bowed, 
id  line.  —  Spreading  arms  outward.  3d 
line. — Hands  folded  ;   looking  up. 

0•|7Iicll^  1887,  bf  Jon  i.  HoOB. 


3  Little  hands  can  comforts  be. 
By  their  touch  of  sympathy  ; 
By  their  help  in  many  waj's. 
Busy  hands  make  busy  day.s. 
ist    line.  —  Arms    around    each    other's 
shoulders.     3d  line. — If  for  week  day  use, 
jtive  different  motions,  to  represent  sewing, 
sweeping,  etc.,  otherwise,   present    hands, 
paims  outward. 


1  Jesus,  take  our  hands  in  thine, 
Lead  us  gently,  Friend  divine ; 
Consecrate  these  little  hands 
To  thy  service  and  commands. 

ist  line. — Hands  pressed  together,  ex- 
tended. 3d  line. —  Open  hands,  extend 
palms  upward. 

Chorus,  2d  line. — Hands  uplifted. 

4  Little  hands  their  gifts  can  bring 
For  the  honor  of  our  King ; 
Lift  your  hands  to  God  above; 
Clap  for  joy,  for  he  is  love. 

ist  line. — Hands  together,  bowl  shape. 
3d  line.— Hands  uoliftcd.  4th  line. — Clap 
lightly. 


52 


I  Want  to  be  With  Jesus. 


Old  Melody. 


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^ 


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■S-T- 


r^' 


to     Lc  with  Je  -  sus,  When  I  shall  come  to    die,  Not    in    the  grave  to     tar  -  ry, 

er  shall  be    wea  -  ry   Nor   ev  -  er  shed    a    tear,  Nor   ev  -  er  know   a     sor  -  row, 

I'm  weak  and  sin  -  ful,  But    Je  -  sus  will  for- give,  For  ma  -  ny    lit  -  tie   chil-  dren 

-   -   .  ^  ^  *■  i^U  -   -        .   .  .   .  ^  ^ 


^^ 


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It 


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3 


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But  straight  to  heav'n  to    fly;   There,  right  be- fore  my    Sav  -  iour,    So      glorious  and    so    pure, 
Nor     ev   -    er  feel      a     fear ;      But  bless-  ed,  pure,  and   ho  -    ly,     I'll  dwell  on  that  blest  shore, 
Have  gone    to  heav'n  to    live;    Dear   Saviour,  when   I      Ian  -  guish,  And  lay   me  down  to     die, 


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-W—-V 


4-^—^ 


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I'll  wake  the  sweetest  mu  -  sic  And  praise  him  ev  -  er  -  more. 
And  with  ten  thousand  thousands  I'll  praise  him  ev  -  er-raore. 
Oh,  send     a  shin-ing    an   -  gel     To   bear    me    to    the   sky. 

*     -  ^    f- 


i 


f-^-f- 


S 


_!• pi- 


IP 


4  Oh,  then  I'll  be  with  Jesua 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  ray  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand; 
And  there,  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  pure, 
I'll  join  the  heavenly  chorus, 

And  praise  him  evermore. 


Rev.  John  O.  Fostbr,  A.  M. 


1-4- 


yiwal^e  and  ging. 


xN- 


53 

Jno.  R.  Swkney. 

:^-H N 


r^s^r^ 


^^ 


-g — ^--  - 


..  /  Wake,  lit- tie  children,  awake  and  sing  prais-es,  prais  -  es;  Let  your  glad  voices  in   triumph  ring 
■  \  Join   in  the  worship  of  Christ  our  King,  ho-ly,     ho  -  ly  ;    Tokens    of  love  you  may  freely  bring, 

\    -0-'    fL'    ^-    ^    ^    ^ 


JL     ^     ^     ^ 


cheerful  notes  of  praise,  in  childhood's  happy  days ;  notes  employ  in  songs  of  joy  that  never 


#-  #- 


-ii— itz^l: 


^    ¥     rtp:i:p=pi 


6  Hands  that  are  little  may  do  his  will  daily ,daily,  [more. 
Hearts  that  are  young  with  his  love  may  fill  more  and 
Feet  that  are  tender  may  journey  still  onward, onward. 
Voices  may  sound  over  vale  and  hill,  shore  to  shore. 


^ 


■|«— '!»— P— "pt 


^^^ 


3  Sing  to  the  Lord  with  a  cheerful  song, hallelujah! 
Glory  and  honor  to  him  belong,  peace  and  love ; 
Follow  the  Master  where'er  you  go,  gladly, gladly, 
Then  from  his  bounty  will  he  bestow  life  above. 


CapTrifhl,  Ita,  bj  Joa  J.  Hooa. 


54 


por  the  Qlory  of  Jesus. 


E.  E.  Hewitt. 


Wm.  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 


-T 


-i-^ 


:i=r 


1.  Little  Christians,  at  home  and  school,  Living  ever  for  Je  -  sus,  Practis  -  ing  dai  -  ly  the  Golden  Rule, 

2.  Little  singers,  our  hymns  of  praise  Singing  ev-  er  for  Je  -  sus,  Joy-  ful  -  ly,  free-  ly,  our  voic-  es  raise 

3.  Lit  -  tie  workers,  ia   simple  ways  Working  ev-  er  for  Je  -  sus.  Gladly    we  give  him  our  ear  -  ly  days, 

4.  Lit  -  tie  sunbeams,  where'er  we  go  Shining  ev-  er  for  Je  -  sus,  Letting  his  light  thro'  our  actions  glow 


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P    P    P- 


TP      P    f    f    w~ 

JU \ I 1 — 


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■P P- 


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CHORUS. 


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For    thjj  glo-ry    of    Je  -  sus.     Sing- ing  and  working,  our  hearts  we  give,  Give  them  wholly  to 

-•-      -•-  1  \         -P-     -P-    -P-     -P-     -»-     -P-     -#--#--#-       -#-       -•-    -•-     ^ 


:p=zp= 


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! -A 1 p — *! « bI ■ 1-^ 1- 

Je  -  sus;     Led   by  his  gra,ce  may  we      al  -  ways  live,  Live   to    the    glo-ry      of      Je   -   sus, 
II  «  I  . 


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i^izipc 


V— tr 


=|; 


0<i|>7l<(ht,  1887,  bT  ioam  3.  Ho«D. 


Rer.  C.  H.  Yatman. 


flis  ehad  I  "Want  to  he. 


55 


Jno.  R.  Swbnbt. 


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va  -  tion 


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The  chil-dren    to   Je  -  su3  may  come   And    life   and  sal -va- tion    receive;  New  hearts  "will  he 

My  name  will  he  write  in  ,  his  hook,   And  call    me     a  lamb    of   his  fold ;  When  Sa  -  tan  shall 

I    read     in  his  own  bless-  ed  word   How    lit  -  tie  ones  use  -  ful  may  be ;      Fll  stand  with  my 


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a  •—9-9      d 

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pive 
seek 
face 

ev'-'ry  one, 
to    de-  vour, 
to  the  cross. 

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If      on    him  they  on  -  ly     be-lieve.         I     will  love  him,    I 
Then   me      in   his  arms  will    he  hold. 
That  oth  -  ers  the  Sav-iour  may  see. 

will  love  him, 

|/«V''f^    * 

S  .  -m 

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a    t  o       \        '^     \        ^  •      U 

; 

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56 


Little  Ones  may  Come  to  Jesus. 


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Jso.  R.  SwEKET.     By  per. 


1.  Je- SOS  calls  US,  Ust-en.  list- en.  See  the  loving  Saviour's  charms:  Let  the  children  come,  he's  saying, 

2.  Je-sus  loves  us — how  hes  longing  Now  to  fold  us  to  his  breast.  Let   us    go    to    our  dear  Saviour, 

3.  He  will  take  us  to  those  mansions.  Beautiful,  prepared  on  high  :  There  well  live  with  him  forever, 


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1.  Speak  bright  words  for  Jesus,  Children  of  the  King ;  Fair-  er    he  than  sunshine   Of  the  golden  spring. 

2.  Sing  bright  words  for  Je- sus,  Let  his  glo-ry  shine     In  the  joy  which  sparkles  In  each  glowing  line: 

3.  Speak  bright  words  for  Jesus,  Nearest,  dearest  Friend !  Standing  by  his  ransomed, Till  life's  day  shall  end : 


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Joy  that  he  has  bought  us,  That  his  name  is  Love,  Joy  that  he  is  reign-  ing      On  his  throne  above. 
Then,  with  loving  welcome,  He  our  souls  will  bring  Where  bright  words  for  Jesus  We'll  forev-  er  sing. 

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Galling  you  and  ]V[e.  59 

Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


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1.  "Tis  the  Shepherd's  voice  we  hear  Callinji  you 

2.  He  is    ev  -  er  watchinir  nigh,  Calling  yoa 

3.  Where  the  sweetest  flowers  grow,  Calling  you 

4.  To  his  gen  -  tie,  lov-  ing  breast,  Calling  you 


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60 


Edgar  Page 


R  Little  "WopI^  for  Jesus. 


Jno.  R.  Sweney. 


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A  little  work  for  Jesus,  Kow  sweet  the  thought  to  me,  When  evening  shades  do  gather,  Something  I've  done  for  thee. 

It  may  have  been  but  little,  The  good  that  I  have  done;  But  still  thou  wilt  accept  it, Though  from  a  little  one. 
Oh !    it    is  such  an  hon  -  or,    To  do  for  Christ  the  Lord ;  To  do  an  act  to  please  him.  Or  speak  for  him  a  word. 

I    may  not  do   as   oth-ers      A  mighty  work  of  grace,  I  may  not  bring  a  thousand  To  seek  the  Saviour's  face  : 
But    I    can  tell    a    sin-ner     Of  Jesus' precious  love,  And  point  him  to  the  mansion  That's  waiting  up  above. 

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Saviour,  I  will  praise  thee.  Thou  hast  made  me  free  ;    Now  I'm  do- ing  something  Ev -'ry    day     for     thee. 


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trea-  sure    up  the  sun-beams  Of  the  bright  Sabbath    day ;    "Tis  the  Mas  -  ter,     in     his 
ear  -  ly  learn  the  les  -  sons    He  Avould  have  us    to  know ;     So    his  blessings  ne'er  shall 
Mas  -  ter,    we    a  -  dore  thee !  Hear  our  prais-  es       to  -  day  ;   Keep  us  near  thee, — ev  -  er 
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Wher  -  ev  -  er    we    may     go. 
—Thou  art  the  Liv  -  ing     Way. 


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62 


Sallih  Smith. 


Wont  you  love  my  Jesus? 


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1.  I    have  found  a  friend  di  -  vine,  Wont  you  love  him    too  ?        I      am  his    and    he       is    mine, 

2.  Oh,  how  dear  his  name  to     me,  AVont  you  love  him    too  ?   None  can  save  your  soul  but     he, 

3.  Heav  -  y  -  lad  -  en,  care-oppressed.  Wont  you  love  him    too  ?    How^    he  longs   to    give  you    rest, 

4.  Cast  your  burden      at    his    feet.  Wont  you  love  him    too  ?  There    is   par  -  don  pure  and  sweet, 


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Wont     you  love     him       too  ?      Wont    you  love    my        Je    -  sus,      My    pre-  cious,  pre-  cious 


sus?    Wont     you  love      my        Je    -     sus?     He      is    wait-ing     now      for       you. 


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Ci  CD  CD  O  O  E>  O 

wo     KU.     All      FA     SO      U^      SI 


Martha  J.  Lankton. 


Joy  Bells. 


63 


Wm    J.   KiRKPATRICK. 


1.  Pretty,  golden  sunbeams,  Looking  from  the  sky,  Call  us  now  to  wake  and  sing  Praise  to  God  on  high  ; 

2.  Pretty  birds  that  carol  From  the  waving  trees,  Hiding  in  the  brunches  green,  Cradled  on  the  breeze, 

3.  Shall  our  tongues  be  silent?  Have  we  naught  to  say,Whenourhearts  can  feel  his  love  Better  far  than  they? 

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Song  and  beauty  ev'ry  where,  On  the  earth  and  in  the  air,  Still  the  blessed  truth  declare,  God,  our  God  is  love. 
Thro'  the  laughing  summer  days  Still  their  greatCreator  praise;  In  the  simple  tones  they  raise  TellingGod  is  love. 
Like  thebeams  that  sparklebright,Likethebirds  on  pinionslight,Like  the bells,let  all  unite,Singing, God  is  love. 


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Joy  bells,  joy  bells,  Hear  them  ringing,  sweetly  ringing;  Hear  the  joy  bells,  joy  bells  Echo  God  is  love. 

Joy  bells,  joy  bells,  merry  joy  bells,  joy  bells,  joy  bells,  meriy  joy  bells 


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64 


Mrs.  A.  M.  Chawce. 


Joyous,  jiappy,  Bright:,  and  pair. 


Jno.  R.  SwBjJKTr 


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1.  Joy-  ous,  happy.  iDright.  and  fair.  Welcome   is    the  Sabbath  dear,  "^Tiich  we  gladly  hail    to  -  day, 

2.  Bless -ed  .Shepherd,  lead  us  all.  Teachers,  scholars,    by   thy  call,   Xev-er    let    us  faint,  or     fall 

3.  List'ning,  learning     of  thy  will  Glad  -  ly  may  we     it    ful  -  fil,    'Till  at  last  on     Zi  -  on's  hill 


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Pre-cioiis  day    of  grace.  Sweet  this  rest  -  ful,  pray erfal  hour.  Hallowed    by     the   Spir  -  it's  power ; 
On     our    pil-grim  way.    Thou   our    glo-rious  lead  -  er    be.    Bring- ing     us      to     pas-tures  tree, 
We  from  toil  shall  rest.     Gathered  home    at    last    to  dwell,  And  the  heavenly    mu  -  sic  swell, 


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Je  -  sus.  Master,  now  draw  near.   Fill    us  with  thy    peace ! 
May  we   thy    sal  -  va  -  tion  see       In  these  courts  to  -  day. 
We  .shall  know  that  all    is  well —  Ev  -  er-more  be      blest! 

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Joyous,  Jiappy,  Bright,  and  pair,— concluded. 


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Loving  Jesus. 


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1.  I  love  to  sing  of  Jesus,  Because  he  died  forme;  Itgrievesmyheart  to  thiuk  that  he  Should  suffer  on  a  tree, 

2.  I  love  to  sing  of  Jesus,  For,  tho' he's  gone  above,He  listens  to  my  feeble  praise.And  shields  me  with  his  love, 

3.  And  if  on  earth  we're  faithful,Inheav'n  his  face  we'll  see.  And  sing,in  songs  more  joyfQl,Thro' all  eternity 


CHORUS. 


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Oh,   lov-ing    Je-sus!  Praise  him!  praise  him!  Oh,   lov  -  ing      Je 


sns!  I'll    ev  -  er  sing  of  thee. 

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66 


Children's  Praise. 


Rev.  F.  W.  GoADBT. 


A.  L.  A. 


1.  A  crowd  fills  the  court  of  the  tern- pie,   A  sound  as  of  praise  stirs  the  air,  Je  -  ru- salem  thrills  with  e- 

2.  Lord,  make  each  young  heart  thine  own  temple,  Reveal  thy  sweet  presence  within,  Illumine  our  minds  by  thy 

3.  And  when  in  the  temple   of    glo  -  ry,  Where  falls  never  shadow  of  night,  Where  sorrow  and  sin  never 


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mo-  tion,  The  Lord    of  thetem-ple    is  there!    In    vain     is    the  priestly  dis  -  pleas  -  ure     To 

com  -  ing.   Ex  -  pel    ev-'  ry  long-  ing  for  sin ;     For  when  in    our  souls  we    a  -  dore     thee.  How 

sad  -  den.  And  thou  shalt  thyself   be  the  light ;  When  round  thee  the  ransomed  are  thronging.  High 

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silence  the  anthems  that  ring,  Hosan  -  na !  Hosan-na !  Hosan-  na  !  The 

pure  the  glad  praise  we  shall  bring  I  Hosanna !  Hosanna  !  Hosan-  na !  The 

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Till     thou    re -veal    to     me    the  heavenly  dawn  -  ing,  And      I  shall  see  thy  face,  and  no  more  night. 

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The  Ceaseless  Call. 

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Drow-  sy  boys  with  holy  fire ;  Girls  whose  pure  and  winsome  ways  Shall  command  the  highest  praise ;  1 

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Precious  Words  of  Jesus. 

Suffer  the  little  children  to  come  unto  me,  and  forbid  them  not." — Mark  x.  14. 


C.  W.  Rat. 


1.  Precious  is  the  Saviour's  promise,  Children  to  receive ;  He  will  welcome  to  his  heart  All  who  in  him  believe. 

2.  Precious  words  of  admon-  i  -  tion,  Spoken  tender-  ly  :  Hinder  none,  for  ev'ry  one  May  my  disci  -  pie    be. 

3.  Precious  are  the  words  of  Jesus, When  by  fears  oppress'd  ;  He  can  take  all  guilt  away.And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4.  Precious  is  the  pledge  of  pardon.  All  may  be  forgiv'n ;  And  each  penitent  shall  find  The  endless  bliss  of  heav'n. 
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I   soon  shall  be     in  heav  -  en, — 
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Its    pearl  -  y  gates    I       see. 

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All  fears  of  death  to  quell ; 

O  papa,  say  you'll  meet  me, 
Before  I  say.  Farewell ! 

Then,  while  he  kneeled  beside  her, 
She  kissed  away  his  tears ; 

And  in  the  softest  accents. 
Still  whispered  in  his  ears : 

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Because  He  loves  Me  so. 


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1.  Why  came    the  Sav-  io'ur    from    *a^  hove,   To  dwell  on  earth  be  -  low  ?  Why   suf-  fered  he     on 

2.  Why  bowed   he    in    Geth  -  sem  -  a  -  ne      Be  -  neath  a  weight  of    woe,    Till  blood  -  y  sweat  be- 

3.  Why  does      he  wash   my  sin-stained  heart  And  make  it  white  as     snow  ?  Why  does  he  make  his 

4.  Why  wUl      betake    me      up      to  heaven  From  cares  and  toils  be- low?    Why  gije    a^rown  of 


Cal  -  va-  ry  ?  Because  he  loves  me   so. 
dew'd  the  ground  ?  Because  he  loves  me  so, 
home  therein  ?  Because  he  loves  me  so. 

glo-ry  there?  Because  he  loves  me  so, 


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When  the  storms  of  winter  Drive  you  from  my  door,  Who  is  it  that  guides  you  To  a  warmer  shore  i 
"God   is   my  pro- tect  -  (jf ,      He    directs  my  way, — Taught  m^ how  to  warble    ^^11  the  summer  day.' 


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Thro'  the  pathless  heavens,  Who  points  out  the  way?  Who  is    it  that  keeps  you     Always  glad  and  gay? 
This  the  bird-ie   told     me,    As     it  mounted  high,  Singing  loud  in  gladness.  Thro' the    a-zure  sky. 

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■  \  Thou  canst  hear  me  when  I  pray.  When  I  pray,  when  I  pray ;  Thou  art  never  far  away.  And  ever  very  dear. 
f       Jesus,  when  I  look  to  thee,  Look  to  thee,  look  to  thee, Thou  wilt  surely  pity  me.  And  bless  me  with  thy  love ; 
•  ( Jesus, thou  wilt  hear  my  cry.  Hear  my  cry,hear  my  cry;  Thou  wilt  bring  me  when  I  die  To  thy  blest  home  above. 

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My  Feet,  My  Hands. 


Chas.  Edw.  Prior. 


1.  Je-  sus,  guide  my  lit-  tie  feet    Along  the  heav'nly  way  ;  Safely  guard  them  from  each  snare.  Lest 

2.  Je-  sus,  help  my     lit-  tie  hands  To   do  thy  ho  -  ly     will ;     Ev-  'ry  page  in     my  life's  book  Help 

3.  Je-  sus,  touch  my  lit-  tie  eyes,  That  I  may  always      see  Work  that  waits  mj'  willing  hands  And 

4.  Je-  sus,  teach  my  lit-  tie  lips  To  tell  thy  wondrous  love ;  Change  my  prayers  to  songs  of  praise,  And 


they  should  go    a  -  stray  ;     I    shall  be  sure  to    turn   a-  side,  Un-  less  my  footsteps  thou  wilt  guide. 

me  with  good  to     fill :  How  sad  life's  record  should  I  make  No  sac-  ri-  fioe   for    thy  dear  sake ! 
shows  my  love  for   thee ;  Help  me    to  hear  and  hc*d  thy  voice,  And  daily  make  thj'  ways  my  choice. 
bring  me  safe     a  -  hove :    In  mansions  bright  prepared  for  me.  Thy  face  and  glory    I  shall  see. 


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To  Jesus  I  will  go. 

And  the  blood  of  Jesus  Christ  his  Son,  cleanseth  us  from  all  sin." — i  John  1.  7. 


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2.  To  his   bosom  I'll     fly,     On  his  mercy    re  -  ly,  I  will  trust  to  his  compassion  Who  for  me  could  bleed  and  die  ; 

3.  He  in  pit  -  y  will  deign  To  remove  ev-'ry   stain,  "Till  he  hear  me,  'till  he  save  me,  I  shall  at  his  feet  remain  ; 


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In  the  deep,  crimson  tide.  From  his  own  wounded  side,  He  shall  wash  me,  he  shall  cleanse  me.  Then  shall  I  be  purified. 
In  the  sin-cleansing  flood  Of  his  own  precious  blood  He  shall  wash  me,  he  shall  cleanse  me.  He  shall  bring  me  home  to  God. 
For  my  sin  he     a -lone  By  his  blood  could  atone,  He  shall  wash  me,  he  shall  cleaase  me.  He  shall  make  me  all  hisowa. 

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Little  Hearts  and  Little  Hands. 

"He  that  believeth  in  me,  though  he  were  dead,  yet  shall  he  live."- 


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1.  Blessed     Je  -  sus,    we     a-  dore  thee    For  thy  patience  and  tliy  love ;  Bless  "us  while  we  wait  be- 

2.  May  not  children  leam  to  know  thee,  And  to  sound  abroad  thy  fame  ?  Teach  us,  Lord,  how  much  we 

3.  Lit  -  tie  children    may  receive  thee,  And  receiv  -  ing  thee  may  live ;    To  each  soul  who  will  be- 


fore thee,  Let  us  all  thy  mer  -  cy  prove, 
owe  thee.  With  thy  love  each  heart  in-  flame, 
lieve   thee    Life    e  -  ter  -  nal  thou  wilt  give. 


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78 


ABOVE  THE  CLEAR  BLUE  SKY. 


E.  J.  Hopkins. 


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On  earth  receiveth  praise; 
We  then  our  cheerful  songs 
la  sweet  accord  will  raise : 
Hallelujah  ! 
We  too  will  sing 
To  God  our  King 
Hallelujah ! 


3  O  blessed  Lord,  thy  truth 
To  usi  Thy  babes,  impart, 
And  teach  us  in  our  youth 
To  know  Thee  as  Thou  art. 
Hallelujah ! 
Then  shall  we  sing 
To  God  our  King 
Hallelujah! 


4  Oh,  may  thy  holy  Word 

b'pread  all  the  -world  around ; 
And  all  with  one  accord 
Uplift  the  joyful  sound. 
Hallelujah! 
All  then  shall  sing 
To  God  their  King 
Hallelujah  1 


Lively. 


BEAUTIFUL  BOW. 

I  do  set  tity  bow  in  the  eloud,  and  it  shall  be /or  a  token  o/a  covenant. — Gen.  ix.  13. 


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2.  Beautiful     bow! — a  brighter      one     Is      shining  a- round  th' e-ternal  throne;  And  when  life's  fitful 


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Rev.  H.  C.  M'Cook. 


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LITTLE  PILGRIM  ON  THE  ROAD. 

They  desire  a  better  country,  that  is,  a  heavenly. — Heb.  xi.  i6. 


Jas.  M.  North.  By  per. 


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2.  I  was  burden'd,  burden'd  with  a  load,  Heavy  burden'd  with  a  load,  When  I  started  on  the  road ;  'Twas  the 


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left  the  way  of  sin  That  I  long  had  wander'd  in.  And  I'm  pressing  'tward  the  land,  the  land  of  glory. 
sin  that  I  had  done ;  My  own  hand  had  laid  it  on,  Ere   I     started  for    the  land,  the  land  of  glo  -  ry. 


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LITTLE  PILGRIM  ON  THE  ROAD. -Concluded. 


3  I  was  weary,  weary  of  the  load, 
Very  weary  of  the  load, 
As  I  totter'd  o'er  the  road  ; 
But  the  Saviour  took  the  pack 
From  the  little  pilgrim's  back  ; 

And  I'm  trav'lingon  with  lightsome 
heart  to  glory. — Cho. 


4  There  are  perils. perils  by  the  road, 

Many  perils  by  the  road ; 

But  I  trust  the  pilgrim's  God  ; 

With  my  staff,  believing  pray'r, 

Ev'ry  danger  I  may  dare, 
While  I  travel  to  tlie  land,  the  land 
of  glory. —  Cho. 

IJ^FJJ^T  (P^JISES. 


5  Blessed  Saviour,Builderof  the  road, 
Thou  the  way  to  me  hast  showed, 
Grace  to  enter  it  bestowed  ; 
Oh,  support  me  day  by  day. 
Giving  strength  for  all  the  way 

That  I  journey  t'ward  the  laud,  the 
land  of  glory. — Cho. 


Arranged. 


1.  .Jesus  high  in    glo  -  ry,  Lend  a  listening  car;  When  we  bow  before  thee.  Infant  praises  hear. 

2.  We  are  little  children.  Weak  and  apt  to  stray;  Saviour, gtiide  and  keep  us  In  the  heavenly  way. 

3.  Save  us,  Lord,  from  siuning,Watch  us  day  by  day ;  Help  vis  now  to  love  thee,  Take  our  sins  away. 

4.  Then,when  Jesus  calls  us  To  our  heavenly  home,We  will  answer  gladly  "Saviour,  Lord,  we  come." 


Infant  Fraises-V 


82 


TBE  CHILDREN'S  FRIEND. 

Suffer  little  children  to  come  unto  tne. 


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From  thee  our  daily  mercies  flow,      |  Teach  us  to  prize  thy  holy  "Word, 
Our  life  and  health  descend  ;  And  to  its  truths  attend  ; 

Oh,  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  woe;'  Thus  shall  we  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
Thou  art  the  Children's  Friend,      |      And  love  the  Children's  Friend. 


4. 
Oh,  may  we  feel  a  Saviour's  love, 

To  him  our  souls  commend, 
Who  left  his  glorious  throne  above 

To  be  the  Children's  Friend. 


H.  J.  K. 


WE  NOW  GIVE  OUR  HEARTS  TO  JESUS.  83 

I  Imie  them  that  love  me  ;  and  those  that  seek  me  early  shall  find  me.— Vx.  viii.  17.  Fred.  B.  ScHtLL. 


1.  We  now  give  our    hearts  to  Je-  sua.  For  youth,  like  a  ten-  der       flow'r,      Requires  his  pro-tect-ing 

2.  How  love-  ly    the    dewy  morning,  When  earth  seems  all  bright  and  fair;    But  brighter  the  morning 

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In  forest,  on  hill,  and  plain  ; 
But  sweeter  the  songs  of  joy  we  raise, 
To  Jesus,  for  sinners  slain. — Cho. 


4  Then  praises  to  God  we'll  render  ; 
In  songs  let  our  voices  swell  I 
He  trives  to  his  children  joy  and  peace, 
With  them  he  delights  to  dwell. —  Cho. 


84 


Mrs.  Sharpless. 


JOYFULLY,  JOYFULLY. 

From  Goodly  Pearls,  by  per. 


Wm.  J.  KlRKPATRICK. 


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1.  Oh,    joyful- ly,     joyful-ly,     onward  we  go;     We  see  notour  path,  but  our  Lead- er  we   know; 

2.  Tho'    trials    as-  sail  us,  and  dangers  affright.  And  nearer,   still   nearer,  comes  death's  awful  night; 

3.  Then  onward,  still  onward,  thro'  life's  varied  track,  In  hope  we  press  on,  nor  look  mournfully  back  ; 


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Yet  what  shall  dismay  us,  when  close  at  our  side.  Stands  he  who  can  help  us,    our   Saviour  and 

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LET  THEM  COME  TO  ME. 


Mrs.  A.  H.  Adams. 


W.  W.  Be-ntley.     By  per. 


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1.  Hear  the  gentle  Shepherd,  Calling  lambe  like  uie,    In   his   sweetest   accents,  Let  them  come  to  me. 

2.  He    will  bid  us      enter;  When  our  tired   feet    Reach  the  golden   cit  -  y,  He'll  be  there  to  greet. 

3.  Thanks,  dear,  blessed  Saviour.  For  thv  words  of  love,  Bidding  children  enter  Thv  bright  courts  above. 
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Let  them  come  to  me,  Let  them  come  to  rae.  Hear  him  sweetiv    sav-  ing,  Let  them  come  to    me. 

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86 


Rev.  a.  Flamman. 


GLADLY  WILL  WE  SING  FOR  JESUS. 

Serve  the  Lord  ivith  gladness . — Ps.  c.  2, 


J.  J.  Hood. 


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1.  Gladly  will  we  sing  for    Je  -  sus,   Sing  our  hap-  py  songs  ; 

2.  Gladly  will  we  live  for    Je  •  sus,     All  our  earth-ly    days  ; 


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Give  ourselves  entirely      to      him, 

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Learn    his    ho  -    ly      ways  :        Ev  -    en  from  our  early  child  -  hood    Till  our  life  here      ends, 

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Je  -sus  is  the  Friend  of    Children, — Leads  them  by  his  hand. 
Will  we  try  to  love  and  serve  him,  Foll'wing  his    commands. 


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S  Gladly  will  we  die  in  Jesus, 
Leaning  on  his  breast, 
"With  his  loving  anus  around  us, 
Sweet  will  be  our  rest : 


Then  we'll  ever  be  with  Jesus, 
With  that  happy  throng, 

Mingling  in  the  heav'nly  chorus 
Our  triumphant  song. —  Chorus. 


I  AM  TRUSTING,  LORD,  IN  THEE. 


Rev.  Wm.  McDonald. 


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In  thee,  O  Lord,  d^i  I  put  tny  trust — Ps.  Ixxi.  i. 

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1.  lam  coming  to  the  cross;  I'm  poor  and  weak  and  blind;  I'm  counting  all  but  dross  ;  I  shall  full  salvation  find. 
Cho.  I  am  trusting, Lord, in  thee,Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary ;  Humbly  at  thy  cross  f  bow  ;  Save  me,  Jesus, save  me  now. 


2  Long  my  heart  hjis  sighed  for  thee ; 
Long  has  evil  reigned  within  ; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 
I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin. 
I  am  trusting,  (&c. 


3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  thee, — 

Friends,  and  time,  and  earthly  store; 
Soul  and  body  thine  to  be. 
Wholly  thine,  for  evermore. 
I  am  trusting,  &c. 


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Annie  Cummings. 


WE  ABE  COMING  TO  THE  FOUNTAIN. 

I -win  give  unto  hitn  that  is  athirst  of  the  fountain  of  the  water  of  life  freely. 


Wm.  W.  Bentlky. 

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Room  for  ev'-ry  one  that  thirsteth.  And  the  Saviour  bids  us  come. 


v-  J     Flowing  fresh,  and  clear  and  free, 
We  are  coming,  blessed  Saviour, 
Bringing  all  we  have  to  thee. 


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3.  Chorus. 

We  are  coming  straight  to  Jesus, 
—      We  have  nowhere  else  to  go, 
I  And  we  know  he  will  receive  us, 
_     For  he's  sweetly  told  us  so. — Cho. 


/  WILL  FOLLOW  JESUS. 


89 


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1.  The  world  is  very  beautiful,  and  full  of  joy  to  me ;  The  sun  shiues  out  in  glory,  On  ev'rvthing  I 

2.  I'm  but  a  little  pilgrim,  My  journey's  just  begun ;  They  say  1  shall  raest  sorrow  Before  my  journey's 


see; 
s  done. 


I  know  I  shall  be  ha[)py  While  in  the  world  I  stay,  For  I  will  follow  Jesus,  Will  follow  all  the  way. 
The  world  is  full  of  sorrow  And  suffering,  they  say,   But  I  will  follow  Jesus,  Will  follow  all  the  way. 

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45 


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For    I  will  follow  Jesus,  For  I  will  follow  Je-  sus,  For  I  will  follow  Jesus,  Will  follow  §.11  the  way. 


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Then,  like  a  little  pilgrim, 

Whatever  I  may  meet, 
I'll  take  it, — joy  or  sorrow, — 

And  lay  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
He'll  comfort  me  in  trouble, 

He'll  wipe  my  tears  away, 
With  joy  I'll  follow  Jesus, 

Will  follow  nil  the  way. 

For  I  will  follow  Jesus,  &c. 


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4. 
Then  trials  cannot  vex  me, 

And  pain  I  need  not  fear; 
For  when  I'm  close  by  Jesus 
Grief  cannot  come  too  near. 
Not  even  death  can  harm  me, 

When  death  I  meet  one  day, 
To  heav'n  I'll  follow  Jesus, 
Will  follow  all  the  way. 
For  I  will  follow  Je^us,  &c. 


90 


SOWING  AND  REAPING. 

IVTtatsoever  a  manscrweth,  tJiat  shall  hs  also  reap. — Gal.  vi.  7 


Wm,  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 


1.  Are  we  sowing  seeds  of  kindness  ?  They  shall  blossom  bright  ere  long;  Are  we  sowing  seeds  of  discord? 

2.  We  can  never  be  too  careful  What  the  seed  our  hands  shall  sow,— Love  from  love  is  sure  to  ripen, 


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And  we'll  gather    of  the  fruitage    In  the  last  great  harvest    day. 


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Guard,  my  child,  thy  tongue,    That  it    speak  no  wrong,        Let  no       e  •    vil  word 
Guard,  my  child,  thine  eyes,       Prying       is      not  wise;  Let  them  look  on  what     is 

Guard,  my  child,  thine   ear,       "Wicked  words  will  sear ;  Let    no       e  -  vil  words  come 

Ear,     and    eye,   and  tongue,  Guard  while  thou  art  young ;  For,   a  -  las !  these  bus  -  y 


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Guard  while  thou  art  young,  Lars  and  eyes 


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92 


We  all  can  do  Something  for  Jesus, 

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Jno.  R  Swhnkt. 


Ourschoolis  a  vineyard,  a    garden  of  truth,  We  all  can  do  something  for  Je-sus;  And  tho' we  are  just  in  the 

2.  A    word  to  the   erring  of  kindness  and  love  May  often  remind  them  of   Je  -  sus,   A  song  of  our  beau- ti- ful 

3.  O    sweeter,  far  sweeter  than  riches  or  fame  To  feel  we  are  working  for  Je  -  sus,  The  cup  of  cold  wa-  ter  we 


morning  of  youth,  We  all  can  do  something  for  Je-  sus ;  The  deep  rolling  riv  -  er  that  flows  to  the  sea  Is  made  of  the 
mansion  above  May  lead  a  poor  wand'rer  to  Je-sus;  The  acorn  when  planted,  tho' small  it  maybe,  How  quickly  it 
give  in  his  name  Will  bring  us  the  blessing  of  Je-sus;Thebrookarfdtheocean,theleaf  and  thetree,Areteachinga 


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brooklets  that  sparkle  so  free ;  A  lesson,  dear  schoolmates, for  you  and  for  me  We  all  can  do  something  for  Je  -  sus. 

grows  to  a  wide-spreading  tree,  A  lesson,  dear  schoolmates.for  you  and  for  me  We  all  can  do  something  for  Je- sus. 

les-son    to  you  and  to  me,    No  matter  how  simple  the    ef- fort  may  be,   We   all  can  do  something  for  Je-sus. 


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O  CS>   CD  <S>  0   C^   CZ> 

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Calling,  Gently  Calling. 


93 


Rev 


"And  the  Lord  came,  and  stood  and  called  as  at  other  times,  Samuel,  Samuel.     Then  Samuel  answered, 
T   M   Lyons  Speak;  for  thy  servant  heareth."     i  Sam.  iii.  lo.  John  T 

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Hood. 


In   the  midnight         si  -  lent   watch  -  es,  What   a  wondrous  voice     I     hear!  Charming  accents,  sweet  and 
Blessed  Lord,  O      great  Cre  -    a   -    tor,   How    I     wonder      can     it       be,      He  that  built  the    star  -  ry 


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tender,       Music- like     sal -ute  mine     ear, 
mansion,  Doth  regard       a  child    like     me, 


Calling,     gently       calling,  Wondrous  accents,  sweet  and  mild  ! 


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3  There  again  I  hear  thee  calling. 

In  such  tender  accents  near; 
Here  am  I  !  oh,  yes,  I  listen; 
Speak,  and  I  will  gladly  hear. 

4  Speak,  O  Lord,  thy  servant  heareth; 

Help  thou  me  to  understand; 
Here  I  wait  to  do  thy  errands. 
And  obey,  Lord,  thy  command. 

C3  OO  CD  <S>  CO  S)  <Z> 

DO      RE      MI     FA      «0      U4,      SI 


94 


F.  J.C. 


We  all  can  do  Good. 


J.  R.S. 


1.  Our  lives   we  are   told   are  but  fleet  -  ing    at    best,  Like   ros  -  es    they  fade  and     de  -    cay; 

2.  A       look,  or       a    smile,  that  in  kindness   we     give.  May  com- fort     a      des  -  o-  late     heart; 

3.  How  man -y  a- round  us  are  strangers   to     God,  How  man  -  y    poor  children    we        see; 

4.  We     all    can  do   good,  and  we  all      can   be- stow  Some  gift    for     the   sake    of     our       Lord; 


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May  sweet -en 

If     such     we 

If       on  -  ly 


do    good  while   the  pres  -  ent  is    ours,     Be     use  -  ful  as    long    as      we       stay, 

a       life     that      is  lone  -  ly  and   sad.    And  hope   to  the    wea-ry     im   -  part, 

could   bring   to      the  foot     of  the  cross.  How    grateful  and  glad  we  should    be. 

a       cup      of     cold  wa  -  ter  we    give,    Our  souls  will  not    lose  their    re   -  ward. 


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He  Loves  us  Still  the  Same. 


95 


Priscii-la  J.  Owens. 


Wm.  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 


1.  Who  left   for    us       a  throne  in  heav-en,   Glo- rious  and  bright  ?  Whose  precious  hfe  for     us    was  giv-en, 

2.  Who  loved  us  when  for -lorn  and  dreary,       By      sin   o'ercome?    Who  sought  us  when  we  wandered  weary, 

3.  Who  gathered    lit-  tie   children  round  him,  With  blessings  kind?  Who  now,  tho' glory  bright  has  crown'd  him, 

4.  Who  watches     us   when  lone- ly  straying,     By    night  or    day?     Who  list- ens  when  our  hearts  are  praying, 

5.  Je  -  sus    the  children's  friend,  we  bless  thee.  Teach  us  thy  fear;       Let    not  our   lips     a-  lone  confess  thee, 
-o-  -o-  -o-  -o-   -o-    -o-  -o-   -0-.       ^      ^     ^     _     -o-   -o-  -o-  -o-  -o- 

\m   lo   U"r"^^ — I-   1^  1 1        I  e — g   g   e — 1 — ri-    l    i-    »- 


S3E8Ef-^ES 


Chorus. 


I^^ii^i^^^^ 


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That  we  might  live  aright  ?  'Twas  Je  -  sus,    Je  -  sus,    Glo  -  ry     to     his  name,  halle  -  lu  -  jah ;  When  he  dwelt  oa 

Far  from  our  heavenly  home  ? 

Faithful  we    always  find?    'Tis 

Hears  every  word  we  say  ? 

Kf  ake  thou  our  hearts  sincere.  —     Je  -  sus,  etc. 


earth  be -low     Lit -tie  ones  to  him  might  go,  Halle   -   lu- jah,  praise  his  name.  He  loves  us  still    the  same. 


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Come  Hither  to  Me. 


F.  J.  C. 


S.  J.  ROBSOW. 


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1.  The 

2.  Our 

3-  The 
4.     A- 


Saviour  is       calling,  how   ten  -  der     his  voice,  His   kind    in  -   vi   -   ta  -  tion  should  make  us  rejoice, 

Friend,  of  all     oth  -  ers   the      dearest     and  best,  How  gen-tly      he      gathers    the    lambs  to  his  breast. 

world  may  deceive      us,    its     pleasures  will    die.    But     he    has    pro  -  vi  -  ded    a    home  in     the   sky, 

gain    he  is        calling,    we    must  not     de  -   lay.  With  bright,  smiling    fa  -  ces    we      gladly      o  -  bey ; 


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He  speaks,  and  no     language    so      lov-ing    can  be,  A  -  rise,    lit-   tie     children,  come  hith  -  er 

And  there  from  all       e   -   vil  how  safe   we   shall  be  ;  O    hear   him  still    call  -  ing,  Come  hith  -  er 

He    tells     us     how   hap-py   our   dwelling    will  be.  And  whispers   now.  Children,  come  hith  -  er- 

Oh,    Saviour,    our      Saviour !  how  thankful     are  we  That    all     are      in  -    vi  -   ted      to   come  un 


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to  me. 

to  me. 

to  me. 

to  thee. 


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Come  hith  -  er       to    me,  come  hith  -  er      to    me 

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COAfE  HITHER  TO  ME.~Concluded. 


97 


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A-   rise,    lit-   tie     children,  come  hith- er       to      me. 


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Children  Invited. 


JNO.  R.  SWBNKY. 


1.  Come 

2.  For 

3.  je     - 

4.  That 


to 

he 
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his 


Je  -  sus, 
loves     you, 

suf  -  fared 
chil  -  dren 


Chil  -  dren 

And  he 

Pain  and 

Happy  might 


dear,  He'll  re  ■ 

died;  On  the 

woe.  For  you, 

be,  —  Saved  in 


ceive    you ;  Do          not      fear. 

cross  Was  cru  -  ci   -   fied. 

chil  -  dren,  Here          be  -  low. 

heav  -  en,  From  sin      set      free. 


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Wont  you    love  ?nd  serve  him,  Wont  you  love  and  serve  him.  Wont  you,  wont  you  love      and  serve  him. 

Wont  you  love  and  serve  him,  Wont  you  love  and  serve  him, 


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98 


F.  J.  C 


Little  Ones  May  Come  to  Thee. 


Solo 


1.  I   would  seek     . 

2.  Thou  did'st  leave 

3.  Precious  Sav 


and  find  thee  now, 

thy  crown  of  light, 

iour,  Friend  divine, 

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Blessed    Sav 
Thou  did'st  leave 
Take  and  keep 


iour,  teach  me  how  , 
thy  home  so  bright, 
my  hand   in    thine  ; 


I  would 

Thou  did'st 
Then  how 


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lay  .  .  .  my  heart  to  rest 
leave  .  .  them  all  for  me, 
hap  -  py  I    shall   be, 


and  un-de- 


On   thy  gen  -  tie,      lov  -   ing     breast.  Thou  art  pure 
That  my  soul  might  live    with     thee. 
Step  by  step    to      walk     with    thee.  Thou  art  pure  and  un  -  de- 


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IJTTLE  ONES  MA  Y  COMS  TO  THEE.— Concluded. 


Word    has  said      to    me,      Lit  -   tie  ones  may  come  to  thee,     Yes,   the     lit  -  tie  ones  may  come   to       thee. 


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Long  time  ago. 


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2.  Wise  men  guided 

3.  We  may  come  as 


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lit  -  tie  child.  Long  time 
by  a  star.  Long  time 
well   as   they  Long  time 


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Wm.  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 


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a  -  go,  Gentle,  loving  meek  and  mild,  Long  time 
a  -  go,  Came  there  from  the  east  a  -  far,  Long  time 
a  -  go.  For  we  read  that  Christ  did  sav,  Long  time 
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go: 
go: 
go. 


He  was  in  a  manger  sleepmg,  Angels  o'er  him  watch  were  keeping,  Long  time  ago,  Long 
Came  with  gifts,  and  bent  above  him,  Came  to  worship  and  to  love  him.  Long  time  a  -  go,  Long 
"Suf-ferthem  to  come  un- to    me.  Let    of  such  mv  kingdom    be,"     Long  time  a  -  go.  Long 


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Our  Welcome  Song, 


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1.  Our  hearts  are  full  of  joy    and  song,  While  here  once  more  we  come,  And  warmly  greet  the   many  friends  With- 

2.  Oh,  welcome,  welcome,  ev-  'ry  one,  Where  purest  pleasures  dwell ;  Where  faith  and  hope  whene'er  we  meet  Their 

3.  Oh,  welcome,  welcome,  ev-  'ry  one.  To  this  our  home  so     dear;    Where  we  are  taught  the  way  of  life.  That 

4.  Oh,  welcome,  welcome,  ev-' rv  one,  And  this  shall  be  our  prayer,       That  each  of  us       at   God's  right  hand  A 

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in   our  Sabbath     home.  Thrice  welcome,  glad  welcome  to  all ;  We're  happy,  as  happy  can  be  ; 

precious  sto  -  ry  tell, 
blessed  way  so  dear, 
robe  and  crown  may  wear.  /^!N 


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Je  -  sus      we    sing,    our      Re  -  deem  -  er      and  King,    For    who      is 


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C3   OD  CD  <S>   CO   S>   0 

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Mrs.  A.  M  Chakcb. 


Anniversary  Song  of  Praise. 


101 


Jno.  R.  Swsnbt. 

I        N 


1.  God     has  bless'd    us     with  -  out  meas- ure,  Crown'd  our  years  with  rich  -  est  treas- 

2.  And     our  school    to  -  day     re    -joic  -  as,  While  we   praise  with    hap-  py    voic - 

3.  Thanks  to     God,  our    Heavenly   Fath  -  er,  Who    has  bless'd  and    kept     us      ev  - 


^^3^^^3 


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es,  On  this  An  -  nl- 
er,  W^ith     u  -  nit  -   ed 


love       to  him.        That      we        all  might  praise  his  name.     Praise     him, 

ver  -  sary         Day  We   would  bring  our  grate -ful     lay. 

heart    and       tongue      May      his    praise  by      us      be  sung. 


praise     him. 


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Praise     his       ho   -    ly      name;  Praise    him,  praise    him,  Praise     his 

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ho  -   ly       name. 


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102 


Suffer  Them  to  Come. 


Rev.  S.  y.  Harmer. 


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Text — Mark.  x.  14. 


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Wm.  J.  KiRKPATRTCK. 


^i^Hi^M 


1.  In  the  days  of  his  flesh  they  brought  little  children,  That  Jesus  might  bless  them  when  placed  by  his  knee, 

2.  Suf-  fer  children   to  come   as    heirs  of   my  kingdom,  I    welcome  them  all,  for  the  banquet    is    free ; 

3.  Yes,  the  children  are  welcome,  welcome  to    Je  -  sus.  To  lit  -  tie  ones  ev  -  er    the  promise    is  given; 


While  bringing  thern  there,  his  dis-ci-ples  rebuked  them  ;  But  Jesus  said  "Little  ones,  come  un  -  to    me.'' 
O      nev  -  er  for-  bid  them,  I  come  now  to  save  them,  And  say  to  the    lit-  tie  ones,  "come  unto     me.' 
The    Saviour  declares    it,   his  word  now  assures  us.   Of    lit  -  tie  ones,  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven, 

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tells      of    bright  -  er   things     in  store, — Let   songs     of  praise     re-sound.  ) 

Our  Christ -mas     tree       is     fresh     and  green.  While  skies    are  cold    and  drear;  \ 

Its      bar  -  vest   store      of     fruit       is  seen    When  Win  -  ter  blights  the  year.    ] 


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While  shadows  may  surround  ; 
Thus  God  doth  give  his  children  light, 
When  darkness  falls  around. 


4  Kind  friends,  whose  hands  have  decked  this 
Our  grateful  thanks  i-eceive ;  [tree. 

Yet,  Lord,  for  Christmas  joys  to  thee 
Our  highest  praise  we  give. 


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2.  Oh  !  give   me    Samuel's  ear,  The      o  -  pen   ear,    O     Lord,       A  -  live  and  quick  to 

3.  Oh  1  give   me    Samuel's  heart,  A    low  -  ly  heart,  that  waits  Where  in   thy  house  thou 


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Truths  that  are  hidden  from  the  wise. 


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Growing  Up  for  Jesus. 


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1.  Growing  up  for  Je-  sus,  we  are  tru  -  ly    blest,   In  his  smile  is  welcome,  in  his  arms  our  rest, 

2.  Not  too  young  to  love  him,  little  hearts  beat  true,  Not  too  young  to  serve  him  as  the  dew-drops  do, 

3.  Growing  up  for  Je-  sus,  learnuig  day  by    day  How  to  follow  onward  in  the  narrow    way  ; 


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Not  too  young  to  praise  him  singing  as  we  come,  Not  too  young  to  answer  when  he  calls  us  home. 
Seeking  ho-ly  treasure,finding  precious  truth.  Growing  up  for  Je-sus  in  our  hap-  py  youth. 


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Jesus  Loves  Me  So. 


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1.  I  love 

2.  I  love 

3.  I  love 

4.  I  love 


my   Saviour  dear, — How  much  can  never  tell ;  He  comes  so  very  near, 

his  own  dear  word.  The  book  of  books  to  me,    In     ev-'rylandis  heard 

his     ho  -  ly    day.  The    day  he  calls  his  own,  That  keeps  me  on  the  way 

the  Sunday  school.  Oh,  who  can  stay  away  ;     Its  teachings  be  my  rule 


And  with  him  all  is    well ; 

Its   gospel  full  and  free. 
To   my  celes  -  tial  home. 
Of  life  from  day  to  day, 


I  love    my  Saviour  dear,  How  much  can  nevershow ;  He  makes  my  pathway  clear.  And  ever  loves  me  so. 

I  love  his  own  dear  word.  With  love 'tis  all  a- glow.  My   ve -ry  heart  is  stirr'd,  For   Jesus  loves  me    so. 

I  love  his      ho  -  ly    day,  That  gives  me  grace  to  grow.  And  ever  watch  and  pray.  For  Jesus  loves  me   so. 

I  love   the  Sunday  school,  Oh,  would  that  all  might  know  Its  joys  so  rich  and  full.  For  Jesus  loves  me  so. 


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2.  P"or  free  -  dom    of  conscience,   of  speech,  the   press,  For  schools    of        learn  -  ing,  thy   name  we  bless- 

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We  thank  thee  for  beau  -  ti  -  ful  lib  -  er  -  ty  To  read  thine  own  word  and  to  wor  -  ship  thee. 
May    the      Ho  -  ly    Spir  -   it   comesweet-ly   down,  And  now   with    his   pres-ence   our  meet  -  ing    crown. 


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All      a  -  round  with  pleasure    twin-ing, 
Like     a      mer  -  ry  brook- let    flow-ing, 
^'  \     Do  -  ing  good,  and   joy     be  -  stow-ing, 

{Like     a       lit  -  tie    bird  -  ie      sing- ing, 
Sweet-cst     mu  -  sic      ev  -  er   bring-  ing, 


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So  would  I  be ;  Chas  -  ing  ev  -  "ry 
So  would  I  be ;  Glid  -  ing  on  and 
So   would    I     be  ;     Prais  -  ing  God  who 


cloud  of   sadness,  Fill-  ing    ev  -  'ry  heart  with  gladness.  Like  a  pret 

on    for  -  ev  -  er.    Always  hap  -  py,  wea  -  ry    nev-er,  Like  a   mer- 

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ry  brooklet  flowing.  So  would  I  be. 

tie    bird-  ie  sing-  ins;,  So  would  I  be. 

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2.  There's  a  lit  -  tie  swallow     up     among  the  eaves,  Bu  -  sy   as      a  nail  -  er    with    a  nest  of  leaves ; 

3.  There's  a  flow  of  mu  -  sic,  sweet,  and  pure,  and  good,  Bass,  and  air,  and  treble,  with  an  in  -  terlude ; 

4.  "What  has  heaven  taught  us?  how  have  we  been  stirred  By  the  cheerful  music      of      a    lit  -  tie  bird? 


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a  flock   of  blue  birds,  perched  along  a  line,   Looking  out  for  something,  so  they  all  can  dine. 
•  o  -  dy  and  mea-sure,    in    the  leaf-y  bowers.  Full  of  pulsing  gladness,  coming  down  in  showers, 
ing    in  the  morning,   with  a  might  and  main,  Singing  in  the  darkness,  singing  in    the    rain. 

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Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


Buds  of  Promise. 


Wm.  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 

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1.  We  are  buds  of  promise  fair,  Blooming  on,  blooming  on,  Guarded  by  a  Saviour's  care,  Praise  his  name ; 

2.  Like  the  birds,  their  tuneful  lay  Chiming  on,  chiming  on,  We  are  singing,  glad  as  they,  Praise  his  name ; 

3.  Like  the  brook  that  all  day  long  Sparkles  on,  sparkles  on,  We  will  sing  our  happy  song,  Praise  his  name; 


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He  is  bending  very  near,  Smiling  on,  smiling  on,  Watching  o'er  his  children  here.  Praise,  praise  his  name. 
Like  the  beams  we  love  to  see,  Shining  on,  shining  on.  Little  workers  we  may  be.  Praise,  praise  his  name. 
To  a  bright  and  sunny  land  Marching  on,  marching  on,  Jesus  holds  each  little  hand.  Praise,  praise  his  name. 


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Jiosanna  to  Jesus. 


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For  oh  how  we  love  the  sound  of  His  name! 
While  angels  in  heaven  are  sounding  His  praise, 
We  children  our  songs  of  thanksgiving  will  raise. 
Chorus. — Hosanna,  etc. 


Hosanna  we  sing  to  Jesua  our  King. 
On  earth  and  in  heaven  His  praise:!  shall 
For  Jesus  will  take  us  to  live  up  on  high, 
Beyond  the  bright  stars  in  Hi"?  beautiful  i 
Chorus. — Hosanna,  etc. 


ring; 
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Mrs.  FiDBLiA  H.  DbWitt. 


Dropping  Pennies. 


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Wm.  J.  KiRKPATRICK. 


1.  Hear  the    pen-nies  drop- ping, 

2.  Dropping,  dropping     ev   -   er, 

3.  Now,  while  we    are     lit  -   tie, 

4.  Though  we  have  not  mon  -  ey, 


Lis  -  ten  while  they   fall, 

From  each    lit  -  tie    hand, 

Pen-nies    are    our   store, 

"We    can   give  him    love, 


Ev  -  'ly    one  for  Je  -  sus, 

'Tis    our    gift  to  Je  -  sus, 

But,  when  we  are  old  -  er, 

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4.  Chil-  dren  of    the  king-  dom, 

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while  we  jour-ney  here, 
press-ing   on     our  Avay, 
while  we  watch  and  wait 
joy  -  ful   let      us     be, 

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Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious,     See  the  Man  of  Sorrows  now !     From  the  fight  retum'd  vic- 
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Hark,  those  bursts  of  acclama  -  tion!  Hark,  those  loud,  triumphant  chords!  Jesus  takes  the  highest  {^ 


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throne  him.  While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings :  Crown  him, 

round  him.     Own    his     ti- tie,  praise  his  name:  Crown  him, 

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King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 


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(5od  IS  in  Jieaven, 


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1.  God 

2.  God 

3.  God 

4.  God 


is  in  heaven,  and  can     he  hear 

is  in  heaves,  and  can      he  see 

is  in  heaven,  and  wonld  he  know 

is  in  heaven,  and  can       I  go 


A  fee  -  ble    prayer  like  mine?  Yes, 

When  I       am         do  -  ing  wrong?  Yes, 

If   I    should    tell       a  lie?  Yes, 

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if  thou  said'st 

yet;  Itut  love 


thou  need'st  not  fear, 

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2.  Yet  there    is    room,  heaven  is  not  fall ;  Wide  o  -  pen  stands  the  door ;     Millions   now  walk  those 

3.  Yet  there    is    room,  and  none     depart    Un  -  welcomed,  tin  -  for-  given,  While  there  is   room     in 


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golden  streets.  And  room  for  millions  more. 
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pestal  Hay. 


Each  scholar  should  have  a  small  bouquet  to  be  swung  like  a  censer  while  singing  7th  and  8th  lines. 

.g.  JKO.R. 


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1.  'Tis  our  year  -  ly    fes  -  tal   day   Come    a-gain,  bright  and  hap-py;  God  has    led     \is     on     our 

2.  Let  our  hearts  with  rapture  swell  While  the  Lord  we  are  praising ;  And    of     all    his  mer-  cies 

3.  'Tis  the  children's  ju  -  hi  -  lee;  Thanks  to  God      we   are  sing-ing;  With  our  hearts  as  lisht  and 


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tell,  Light  and  love,from  above.  He  has  crown'd  the  year  with  goodness  With  his  blessings  rich  and  rare; 
free    As  the  birds  on  the  wing.   Look  up -on   us,    loving  Saviour,  From  thy  blessed  home  above, 


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Swing  a-gair,  ye     lit-  tie  cen- sers.  Breathing  praise  ev  - 'ry  where. 
Let  our  hearts  like  lit  -  tie   cen- sers,  Send  response     to    thy  love!     Use  first  four  lines  as  Chorui. 


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F.  G.  Burroughs. 


While  gabbatli  Bells. 

FOR  CHILDREN'S  DAY. 


119 


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1.  While    Sab  -  bath  bells    their  sweet  -  est    tune  Chime    out  in 

2.  Here    gath  -  ered      in       this  heaven  -  ly    place     We      love  to 

3.  O      bless  -   ed  Sav  -  iour,    kind      and   mild,   How    dear  -  ly 

4.  Then  while     the  bells   their  sweet  -  est   tune    Ring      out  in 

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sing  of  Je  -  sus, 
we  should  love  thee! 
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now   from  bond  -  age    frees     us :      With 

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feel      thee  near,— 
joy  -   ful    lays 


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we,  too, 


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pro-  long     Our  praise, 
art    here      To        let 
will  raise.  And   crown 


with   prais  -   es    Christ        our  King. 

to     crown    our     King         in  song. 

us    crown   thee,      Je     -     sus,  dear! 

our      Sav  -  iour     King       with  praise. 


Oopjr^bt,  16d7.  bj  Jouf  J.  UwOD. 


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120 


1'he  Doop  of  my  Lips. 

RESPONSIVE  EXERCISE. 


School  Recites. — Let  the  words  of  my  mouth,  and 
the  meditation  of  my  heart,  be  acceptable  in  thj' 
sight,  O  Lord,  my  strength,  and  my  Redeemer.  Ps. 
Sing.  ,      Boys.      Girls. 


xix.  14.     For  there  is  not  a  word   in  my  tongue, 
but,  lo,  O  Lord,  thou  knowest  it  altogether. 

Ps.  cxxxix.  4. 


W.  J.K. 


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1.  What  are  the  words  that  we  must  say  ?  Kind  words!  kind  words !  Gentle  to  all,  in  work  or  play,  Speak  kind  words. 


poco  rit. 


Set  a  watch, O  Lord, before  my  mouth;  Keep  thou  the  door  of  my  lips :  Keep  thou  the  door  of  my  lips. 


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Recite. — A  soft  answer   turneth  away  wrath,  but 
grievous  words  stir  up  anger.  Prov.  xv.  i. 

2  What  are  the  words  that  we  must  say  ? 
True  words !  true  words ! 
God's  own  command,  we  must  obey, 
Speak  true  words. 


Cho. — Set  a  watch,  O  Lord,  before  my  month ; 
Keep  thou  the  door  of  my  lips.  :|| 

Recite. — The  ninth  commandment  is,  "  Thou  shalt 
not  bear  false  witness  against  thy  neighbor."  Ex. 
XX.  16.  Lying  lips  are  abomination  to  the  Lord, 
but  they  that  deal  truly  are  his  delight.    Prov.  xii.  aa. 


CopTTight,  1887,  bj  Jouh  J.  Hooc. 


fhe  Door  of  my  Lips.-co.NcLuuED. 


121 


3  What  are  the  words  that  we  must  say? 

Pure  words!  pure  words! 
Pure  as  the  shiuing  light  of  day ; 
Speak  pure  words. 

Cho.— ^et  a  watch,  O  Lord,  before  my  month; 
Keep  thou  the  door  of  my  lips.  :|| 

Recite. — The  third  comraandnient   is,  "  Thou  shalt 

not  take  the  name  of  the  Lord  thy  God  in  vain : 

for  the  Lord  will  not  hold  him  guiltless  that  tak- 

eth  his  name  in  vain."     Ex.  xx.  7.     Let  no  corrupt 

communication  proceed  out  of  your  mouth. 

Epli.  iv.  29. 

4  What  are  the  words  that  we  must  say? 

Bright  words!  bright  words! 
Happy  of  heart  as  birds  in  May ; 
Speak  bright  words. 

Cho. — Set  a  watch,  O  Lord,  before  my  mouth  ; 
Keep  thou  the  door  of  my  lips.  :|| 


Recite. — Pleasant  words  are  as  a  honeycomb,  sweet 
to  the  soul.  Prov.  xvi.  24.  A  word  spoken  in  due 
season,  how  good  is  it.  prov.  xv.  23. 

5  What  are  the  words  that  we  must  say  ? 
Good  words !  good  word ! 
Loving  the  Lord,  we'll  sing  and  pray ; 
Speak  good  words. 

Cho. — Set  a  watch,  O  Lord,  before  my  mouth ; 
Keep  thou  the  door  of  my  lips.  :|| 

Recite. — It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  unto  the 
Lord,  and  to  sing  praise  uuto  thy  name,  O  most 
high.  Ps  xcii.  I.  Continue  in  prayer.  Col.  iv.  2.  And 
whatsoever  ye  do,  in  word  or  deed,  do  all  in  the 
name  of  the  Lord  Jesus.  Col.  iii.  17. 

Cho. — Set  a  watch,  O  Lord,  before  my  mouth ; 
Keep  thou  the  door  of  my  lips.  :|| 

— E.  E.  Hewitt. 


With  animation. 


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CHORUS. 


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There  is  one  thing  quite  sure  to  make  A  happy  heart  at  home,  ) 
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I  Whose  constant  toneand  look  impart  True  joy  .sereneand  bright. 


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Good  temper, good  temper,  Will  make  a  happy  home. 
[  Good  temper,  good  temper.  Will  make  a  happy  home. 


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Mrs.  A.  M.  Chance. 


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FOR  CHILDREN'S  DAY  OR  ANNIVERSARY. 

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1.  Praise  we  bring             to  our  King,  Joy  -  ous  an-  thems  sweet  -  ly     ♦sing; 

2.  Though  on  high      he  lives  a  -  bove,  He        de  -  lights       in  chil  -  dren's    love, 

3.  While  we  come    with  flow  -  ers      fair,  Fling  -  ing  per  -  fume  on        the        air, 

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He     the    fra-grance    of     our    love  Gath  -  ers     up      in   heaven    a-  bove. 


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E.  E    Hewitt. 


Wm.  J.   KiRKPATRICK. 


1.  Ti-  ny  notes  of  mu  -  sic,  Chiming  all  thfi  year,  Swell  in  -  to     a    cho  -  rus,  Praises  sweet  and  clear. 

2.  For  our  pleasant  birthdays,  While  we  gladly  sing,  For  our  years  so  hap-  py,  Lord,  our  gifts  we  bring. 

3.  Ma-  ny    lit  -  tie  chil-  dren  Now  are  sick  or   sad ;  These  will  we  remem-  ber,  Help  to  make  them  glad. 


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For  thy  love,  dear  Saviour, 

For  thy  tender  care. 
Thiinkfui  hearts  we  give  thee, 

Hear  our  birthday  prayer. 

May  we  truly  love  thee, 
Thy  dear  children  be; 

Take  our  lives.  Lord  JesuB, 
All  our  davs  for  thee! 


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1  Four  little  fingers  said  one  day, 
We  will  no  longer  the  hand  obey : 
She  has  determined  that  we  must  work, 
We  have  decided  our  task  to  shirk ; 
Those  who  are  stronger  the  work  can  do ; 
Pray,  little  Thumbkin,  what  say  you  ? 
Coming  to  join  us  by  and  by  ? 
No !  was  the  answer.  No ;  not  I ! 

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You'll  be  the  loser  if  you  dont  come ; 
You'll  not  be  with  us  our  fun  to  share; 
Stay,  if  you  waTit  to,  for  we  dont  care ! 
Stop,  said  the  pinky  sisters  three, 
Thumbkin  is  wiser  by  far  than  we, 
Tet  he  will  join  us  by  and  by; 
No !  was  the  answer.  No ;  not  I ! 

ist  line. — Holding  up  four  fingers.     4th  line  — Hold  up  the  little 
finger,  closing  the  others.     8th  line. — Shake  the  thumb,  closing  the 

rest  of  the  hand. 

Co|>7ri(ht,  1887,  bj  Joaa  J.  Hoos. 


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3  Off  went  the  fingers  out  to  play, 
Wasting  in  mischief  the  hours  away ; 
liars  were  astonished,  eyes  were  sad, 
Lips  told  the  heart  it  was  quite  too  bad ; 
Heiid  thought  a  moment,  then  said  she, 
Let  them  alone  till  the  end  we  see: 
Thumb,  will  you  join  them  by  and  by  ? 
No !  was  the  answer,  No ;  not  I ! 

1st  line. — Put  the  hands  behind.  3d  and  4th  lines.— Touch  the 
ear,  eye.  and  lips;  hand  on  the  heart;  head  down.  7th  line. — 
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4  Four  little  fingers  side  by  side 

Crept  in  the  hand  at  the  evening-tide. 
Told  her  how  naughty  they  all  had  been, 
Asked  her  forgiveness  and  love  again. 
Now.  little  children,  this  for  you : 
When  you  are  tempted  a  wrong  to  do. 
Always  be  ready  with  one  reply, 
Answer  with  l)oUlness,  No ;  not  I ! 

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Above  the  clear  blue  sky,    .  78 

A  crow  cl  fills  the  court  of  the  66 

A  darling  child  lay  dying,  .  72 

A  little  work  for  Jesus,        .  60 

A  merry  little  robin  in  a       .  28' 

Anniversary  bong  of        .  101 

Are  we  sowing  seeds  of  kind-  90 

A  sower  went  forth  with  pre-  27 

As  WE  GATHER,     ...  44 

Awake  and  sing,       .        .  53 

Beautiful  bow  !  in  mercy    .  79 

Beautiful  Sabbath  bell,        .  67 

Because  He  LOVES  ME  so,  .  73 

Blessed  Lord,  how  go.  d  thou  24 

Blessed  Jesus,  we  ado ;  e  thee,  77 

Buds  of  promise,      .        .  Ill 

Cat.lino,  gently  calling,  93 

Calling  you  and  me,         .  59 

Call  us  thine  own,  .        .  29 

Children  invited,    .        .  97 

Children  of  the  kingdom,    .  114 

Children  of  Zion,    .         .  40 

Children's  praise,    .        .  66 

Come  and  see,    ...  39 

Come,  come  to-day,   .        .  43 

Come  hither  to  me,  .        .  96 

Come  to  Jesus,  children  dear,  97 

Crown  Him,        .        .        .  115 

Day's  bright  beams  are  fall-  20 

Dear  Jesus,  how  thankful    .  42 

Dear  Saviour,  we  gather,     .  29 

Do  you  know  what  makes  .  33 

Droppino  pennies,    .        .  113 

Endless  praise,         .        .  11 


Fadeless  flowers,   . 
Festal  day. 

Flowers   breathe  their  fra 
For  the  glory  of  Jesus, 
Four  little  fingers  said  one 
From  morning  till  night. 
Full  oft  does  Satan  try, 

God  has  blessed  us  without 
God  is  in  heaven,  and  can  he 
God  make  my  life  a  little 
Good  counsel,    . 
'€rooD  temper,     . 
Gladly  do  we^ather  in  our 
Gladly  will  we  sing  for  Je- 
Growing  up  for  Jesus,  we 
Guard,  my  child,  thy  tongue, 

Happy  land, 
Happy  little  birdie, 
Happy  little  workers. 
Haste,  let  us  worship, . 
Heart  bells,  joyfully,   . 
Hear  the  gentle  Shepherd, 
Hear  the  pennies  dropping. 
He  loves  us  still  the 
Help  me,  O  Jesus, 
His  child  I  avakt  to  be, 

HOSANNA  TO  our  KiNG, 

Hosanna  we  sng  t  j  Jesus, 
Hushed  was  tlie  evening 
Hymn  for  children's  day, 
I  am  a  little  soldier, 
I  am  coming  to  tlie  cross  ; 
I  am  weak  and  I  am  small, 
I  cannot  seek  too  early  in  . 
I  have  found  a  friend  divine, 
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I  love  my  Saviour  dear,        .  107 

I  love  to  sing  of  Jesus,        .  6  > 

I'm  a  little  sunbeam,    .         .  45 

I'm  always  glad  when  Sun-  4 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  pilgrim  on    .  80 

Infant  praises,.         .        .  81 

In  our  gladness  we  are  sing-  21 

In  the  days  of  his  flesli  they  103 

In  the  midnight  silent  watch-  93 

I  want  to  be  with  Jesus,      .  52 

I  will  follow  Jesus,         .  89 

I  will  go  to  Jesus,        ,         .  30 

I  would  be  a  Christmas  bell,  8 

I  would  seek  and  find  thee  .  98 

Jesus  bids  us  shine  with  a  .  125 

Jesus  calls  the  children,  26 

Jesus  calls  us,  listen,  listen,  .  57 

Jesus  died  upon  the  tree,      .  107 

Jesus,  guide  my  little  feet,  .  75 

Jesus,  high  in  glory,     .         .  81 

Jesus  is  the  children's  friend,  46 

Jesus,  I  would  follow  thee, .  74 

Jesus  knows  my  name,       .  25 

Jesus  loves  me  so,     .        .  107 

Jesus  loves  the  lambs,     .  7 

Jtsus   loves   the  little  chil-  12 

Jesus  loves  the  little  ones,    .  38 

Jesus,  take  our  hands  in  thine  51 

Jesus  was  a  little  child,        .  99 

Jesus  wat.hes  over  me,         .  69 

Jesus,  when  he  left  the  sky,  33 

Joy  p.flls 63 

JOYFILLY,  JOYFm,LY,             .  84 

Joyous,  happy,  bright  and  .  64 

Let  them  come  to  me.      .  85 


INFANT  PRAISES. 


Let  us  treasure  up  the  pun-  61 

Like  a  pretty  sunbeam  shin-  109 

Like  a  shepherd  kinda'id   .  15 

Listen,  children,  one  and  all,  70 

Little  Christians. at  home  and  54 

Little  fkiends  of  Jesus.  .  33 

Little  hearts  anb  little  77 

Little  ones  like  me,      ■  .  32 

Little  ones  may  come  to  Je-  56 

Little  ones  may  come  to  .  98 

Little  i'ilgrim  on  the     ,  PC 

Little  soldier,          .        .  31 

Little  sunbeam,        .        .  45 

Little  voices,  happy  voices,  .  34 

Long  time  ago,  ...  99 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  .  115 

Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  5 

Loving  Jesus,     ...  65 

Lovingly  the  Saviour  stands  26 

Loving  words  the  shepherd .  23 

Make  me  loving,        .        .  87 

Mary  s'  oo  1  beside  the  tomb,  25 

Meet  me  over  there,       .  72 

Morning,  noon  and  eve-  36 

My  feet,  my  hands,  .        .  75 

No  night  in  heaven,  eternal  11 

No  ;  NOT  I,          ...  184 

Oh,  how  kindly  Jesus  smiled  35 

Oh,    joyfully,    joyfully    on-  84 

Oh,  many,  many  children,  .  40 

Oh,  ueceive  Him,       .        .  34 

Oh,  we  are  young  soldiers  .  17 

Only  a  pair  (if  sparkling  eyes,  19 

Open  NG  PKAYER,       .        .  6 

Our  Christmas  tree  is  decked  103 


Our  Father,  we  come  on  this  108 

Our  hands  for  Jesus,       .  51 

Our  hearts  are  full  of  joy    .  100 

Our  lives  we  are  told  are  but  94 

Our  school  is  a  vineyard,  a  .  92 

Our  Shepherd,  ...  41 

Our  songs  op  love,    .        .  61 

Our  welcome  song,  .        .  100 

O,  what  can  little  hands  do  .  68 

Parable  op  the  sower,   .  27 

Pass  not  by,       ...  18 

Praise  of  little  voices,  .  14 

Praise  we  bring  to  our  King,  1 22 

Precious  is  the  Saviour's      .  71 

Precious  words  op  Jesus,  71 

Pretty,  golden  sunbeams,    .  63 

Rise  and  follow  me,        .  20 

Room  for  LITTLE  feet,     .  117 

Saviour,  who  in  love  divine,  37 

Serving  the  King,    .        .  19 

Sing  aavay,  ....  28 

Singing,  swinging,    .        .  110 

Sowing  and  reaping,        .  90 

So  would  I  be,  .        .        .  109 

Speak  bright  words  for  Jesus  58 

Suffer  them  to  come,      .  102 

Take  me  in  thine  arms,   .  35 

Teach  me,  O  Lord,  this  very  9 

Tfmptation,       ...  47 

The  birthday  box,    .        .  123 

That  from  guilt  I  may  be,  .  76 

The  ceaseless  call,  .        .  70 

The  children's  blessing,  12 

The  CHir,DREN's  Friend,  .  82 

The  children's  offering  22 
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The  children  to  Jesus  may  .  55 

The  DOOR  OF  MY  lips,         .  120 

Themultitudetheirgarments  16 

There  is  a  happy  l\nd,          .  30 

There  is  one  thing  quite  sure  121 

Thei  e  is  pardon  sweet  at  the  39 

There's  a  little  bird's  nest    .  110 

The  Saviour  is  calling,  how  9f) 

The  wo. Id  is  very  beautiful,  89 

Tiny  notes  of  music,    ,         .  123 

'Tis  our  yearly  festal  day,   .  118 

'T  sthegraciousSaviourcall-  4-5 

'Tis  the  Saviour's  voice  we  .  59 

To  Jesus  I  will  oo,    .        .  76 

Twinkle,  twinkle,  little  star,  126 

"Wake,  little  children,  awake  58 

We  ALL  CAN  D)  good,         .  94 

We  all  CAN  DO  something  93 

We  are  buds  of  promise  fair  111 

We  are  coming  to  the  fount-  8S 

We  are  little  children, .        .  1 

We  are  little,  weak,  and  poor  50 

We  as  children  come  to  Je-  44 

We  come  with  smiling  faces,  10 

We  have  a  tender  Shepherd,  41 

We  now  give  our  hearts  to  .  83 

What  are  the  words  that  we  120 

What  can  little  hands  .  6S 

When  the  morning  breaks  .  36 

While  Sabbath  bells  their  .  119 

Who  left  for  us  a  throne  in.  95 

Why  came  the  Saviour  from  73 

Wont  you  love  my  Jesus,  6i 

Yes,  we  comr,     ...  24 

Yet  there  is  ro  >m  for  little  .  117 

Young  soldiers  for  Jk.sus  17 


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